My 30th was the worst birthday ever, despite a bagpiper playing in the mist. No problems since then, and I am a lot closer to the finish line than I was then.
I drink a lot of diet soda and I never dkgho hihjrgn /ldbng.But the aspartame is actually a neurotoxin rather than a carcinogen.
Like a bossOK I got one. My sons friend says to me today, "You know smoking's bad for you?" I looked up at him from my chair and said,"So is food, but you don't hear or see me coming over to your parents house and making that obvious statement, now do you?" He responded, " You got a point." I told him that if I spoke to his dad about his son's protectionist leanings, his father probably wouldn't be too happy that his son was regurgitating mindless propaganda in another man's home. I told him we'd keep the discussion to ourselves. Something in the water here lately, huh.