Sunday, September 10, 2006

10th September

In 1954, a scrawny, wrinkled little bundle made his way into the world. When he saw it for the first time, he cried. Can you blame him? It was a sad day on the 10th of September 1954 when Mary (not Magdalene) gave birth to her one and only son. She looked at him and wasn't impressed. "He's ugly" she said to herself. The father, responsible for this debacle, wasn't around. I guess that's why the marriage ended soon afterwards. Mary had enough and walked out on her husband.
Here is an early photo of me in a happier mood.

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