Do I Look A Day Over 30?
I don’t feel a day over 30. Maybe 8 or 80, but 30? Not quite. I was asked if I’d rather have Baghdad or my boobs fall on my birthday, and I said, “Anything, just please not my boobs.” So there you go. Baghdad fell yesterday, and you have me to thank. Had they asked me on another day to choose between a bunny and a princess, I don’t know what I would have chosen. I hope they never give…