This year I’ll be the guy in the codpiece

Fellow Gemini Carrie Frye and I were born the same year, two weeks apart, and are watching the eye wrinkles develop on roughly the same schedule. Her birthday note to me this morning was divinely inspired. It reads:

Last night I was watching American Idol (I know, I know) and KISS performed and that gave me a brilliant idea for how we should move forward: Full face-paint. Because, really, you can’t tell how old those fuckers are under there. I’ve attached a picture as proof. Take a look and let me know if you prefer to be the guy in the vest or the guy in the codpiece, and we’ll go from there.

(Carrie, if I really get to pick, I think I’ll be Gene Simmons to your Paul Stanley.)


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