We're afraid of two things: death and losing our - er - natural good looks. So what's a vain queer to do? For Debbie Harry and her boys, the answers simple: "Die Young, Stay Pretty". Of course this song was written before the advent of botox.

Not that we need botox - although, we try not to show emotion...maybe we should get a little shot so we can live out the rest of our days both pretty and seemingly heartless.

Sure beats Blondie's alternative, but nothing quite compares to this old school jam.