"Not a single cut, dear, not even a circumcision!", I will tell them all proudly. "It all comes naturally for us royal McMillans, we never show signs of aging ever - at least not in SecondLife."
So let me finish with a poem in my honor by the poetess laureate of Southern Charm, Mlle CruCru McMillan.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue... yeah they are...
You are nine years young,
and we still love you... yeah we do!