Appropos of nothing, I was conjecturing with Chris Z the other day on some of the great unanswered questions of our day. As it was my birthday, this somehow led Chris on a depressive train of thought and the conclusion that ultimately birthdays lead you one year closer to the purchase of the fields, livestock, tractors and implements, and The Grange, together with concommitant EU agricultural subsidies.
Now Chris's balls are his pride and joy and he daily massages them with lotion to get the wrinkles out. Someday he plans on getting them botoxxed, so they become as smooth as eggs. Until then some lingering questions pop up about what happens to your pubic hair when you get older. Does it fall out, start receding or turn grey? Well we've done a little research and have found the answer here, and it is not a pretty picture...
http://unclebob.diaryland.com/050920_43.html