Probably, but who cares.
BTW - I didn’t say whe was a supermodel…but damn close 
I’m amazed that on one particular day of the year, about 80-90% (a guess) of this country eats basically the same thing. Turkey, stuffing, potatos, corn, whatnot.
I know it is Thanksgiving and that it is a custom but it still amazes me that there is a day of the year when over 200 million people eat the same combination of foods.
Tibs.
…that a 747 or any large piece of metal and plastic can get off the ground, and stay up in the air for hours and hours (I’m familiar with the concept of loft and pressure differences, but still) without crashing.
…that people and animals looked at and admired the moon for millions and millions of years, and then someone actually went up there and walked on it.
…that with all of our technology advances in last century, the internal combustion engine is still the preferred power generator for almost all automobiles. Do you think that Exxon and BP have a little more control of government than we think?
…that guys in my gym have veins in their arms thicker than my thumb (and I’m not that skinny). That’s scary.
…that family members and friends can continually reject good sound advice from their loved ones, but then take advice and criticism from strangers like its the word of god.
…that Rosie O’Donnell is famous and has her own TV show.
…that the Baltimore Ravens have played 18 regular season and post-season games and have only allowed more than 10 points in 5 of them.
… the government can read my thought waves through the TV.
Oh right! I guess it’s just me. Feh!
…there are people out there that sorta like me.
…that there are people out there that I’ve never met face to face that sorta like me.
…that when I came home from work today, I found the cat sleeping peacefully…wearing my three-year-old daughter’s underwear. How she got them on him I will never know. Bit I laughed my a** off, that’s for sure! 
I’ve posted 3697 times now and haven’t irrevocably pissed anyone off.
I haven’t hurt myself from all the physical exertion I go through when I’m mad.