Sometimes we find pictures of ourselves.
Sometimes those pictures include giant lips, mosquito bite-size boobs, terrible haircuts, and curlers.
Other times, you find hilarious pictures of your sister in her awkward stage that lasted a few years too long.
Good news, friends.
There is hope.
Then again, maybe not.
My last name is Cox too, except I grew up with it, and I must say it is rather unfortunate (I read your post about glasscock, that is worse).
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