Thirty-five years ago today I popped into the world and ever since my older brother has wished he could smack me down like that game "Whack a Mole."
Happy birthday to me!
I wrote a post for my birthday but it's not here.
It's over on this blog. And I'd appreciate it if you would hop on over and read it. Think of it as your gift to me.
My gift to you? Well, it involves nudity.
You're welcome. (And I'm sorry. Heh.)
(Also: Big thanks to Avitable for learning how to speak Canadian on my birthday. He's a total keener.)
(Aaaand: Big thanks to Neil for explaining to the world why he hated me. He's my favourite douche.)