The grass is always greener. I can only dream of losing hair. Instead more hair appears each day. Hair in my ears, hair in my nose... I found a mutant nipple hair the other day that was longer than Ron Jeremy's schlong and thick enough to be used as a leash string.
By age 50 Ryan may be pulling a Kelly Slater, but I'll look like this:
At least I'm still surfing at 50...
Want to meet in the middle?
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