When I was a kid, watching for the bus out the front window... I would pass the time by making silly faces in the mirror.
That explains all the facial contortions I produce in a desperate effort to ruin just about every picture that anyone takes of me. Gotta love it. It's an only child thang, you wouldn't understand.
Then again, if you were an only child, you'd probably understand. Unless of course, you didn't make faces in the mirror.
My kid does that. 'Nuff said.
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