I'm Moving To Outer Space.....

As I get older, it has come to my attention that something isn't the same as it used to be. Or at least in the same place. My face seems to be.....um......slipping.

You can call it wrinkles. I prefer to call it slipping. Somebody has to take the blame. Not me.

I mean, after all, if my face doesn't want to....um......stay on my face whose fault is that? So how come wrinkles don't fall so far that your face actually falls off your head, huh? I'll bet your hair holds it on. But, if that's the case, then how come bald men still have their face on?

Really, it's the gravity, people. It couldn't possibly be from the fact that I am getting older, right? It's not the wrinkles that are to blame, they're just sitting there minding their own business. It's the gravity.

So I'm moving to outer space. But before I go, I'm going to try something else first.

Personally, I think that I look younger upside down.

So, from now on, I am going to be walking around like this.......


......so if you're looking for me, I'll be rockin' it upside down......