Not that I'm a total techno-feeb, but if you tell me you have a bluetooth, I'll suggest you get to a dentist. I was born in central America-- Indiana-- under the sun sign of Virgo on the crisp of Leo which makes me fussy aggressive with a Hoosier twang. At age 7, I left Indy and moved to Nevada to look for work. Opportunities for a lad of my talent, iconoclastic distinctions and proclivities were severely limited east of anywhere. By age 15, I'd learned to wave bye-bye and saw my upside potential was unlimited.
If life were easy, everyone would be living. Are you? And just having a pulse doesn't count as living. My hamster used to have a pulse until it annoyed the cat one too many times.
Thanks for suspending your realities while you LOL and TAS*. Pick out what you like and recycle the rest. And yes, some of your answers are actually funnier than mine which I greatly appreciate (and pilfer profusely).
I have other less ambiguous visual images I can send you upon request. I'm just trying to slow down the social shoppers whose primary interest is scrounging for man candy like a diabetic trick-or-treater about to turn into a Peeps pumpkin. Let's just find out who's authentic when they proclaim 'sense of humor is most important.'
*twist and shout