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Smile lines. Other people, may cry and go ‘eeeek! wrinkles!’, I’ve heard them doing it, but I call them smile lines and they bloody well rock. My face now goes all crinkly when I smile, with each new line I become a little more like a drawing.
Of course, it’s pretty easy to have that attitude considering I’m still at the stage where they go away when I stop smiling. But by ingraining this mental image now, I‘m hoping to set myself up for a properly dotty old age, me and my comics and my face that looks like a drawing. Oh, what fun we’ll have. |
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