Aunty Acid by Ged Backland for November 21, 2018

Hey, where’d they get a picture of me in my underwear!?!

We don’t miss that image.

I don’t think I will be able to sleep tonight

Perfect example why the beach cover up was invented

Shudder.

BRAIN BLEACH PLEASE!

You fought gravity and lost.

My eyes! My eyes! Oh, the humanity of it all.

I’m not missing the summer heat. Below freezing here and I love it! I can always put on more clothing but, as the picture of Auntie exemplifies, you can only take so much off when it is hot…

Just as well. You shouldn’t be going to the beach anyway. Too much of a chance you’ll be mistaken for a whale and people will keep pushing you in the water.

I’ll pay $20 if she puts her clothes back on.

I’m with you, Aunty. Not even supposed to hit 30F tomorrow here in SE PA…I’m sooooooooo over winter already!

I’m with you, too, Aunty. We’ve only had one day of snow and I’m sick of it already. WILL SUMMER EVER GET HERE!!

(Aren’t you glad you don’t have to be around me? I can go on and on and on like this.)

Careful Auntie.

It looks like your Birthday Suit needs a bit of Starch and a good Pressing.

Do your boobs hang low?

Do the wobble to and fro?

Can you tie them in a knot?

Can you tie them in a bow?

Can you throw them o’r your shoulder,

Like a Continental Soilder?

Do your boobs hang low?

And that is what happens when you get old and still eat like you are 35.