*Laugh!!!*
14, I mean... 15 chronologically, at heart, I'm too immature to even know how old I am.
(I'm going to do that a lot, now... it was so much easier when I didn't know how old I was. I remember, at around three, wondering... "How old am I?" and deciding it didn't matter, and it didn't.
Good memories...)
I feel very sorry for you, now... people less immature than me?
He shoulda' and I'm pretty shure he woulda' if he knew what was best for him.
I'm surrounded by people with French-accented reactions...