It is no news that today is my Birthday. Should have made the headlines but let’s allow the media focus on Syria. What a time to be alive, people.*inserts everything associated with feeling happy here*. You know the only good thing about Birthdays? Everyone can be reminded by Facebook and everyone could quickly draft a string of notes on your wall. That is the only day you would prolly be loved by everyone. The only day you get to feel like Queen Elizabeth for at least 24 hours. (Could be more if you’re Queen Elizabeth). And of course I am grateful for life. Because let’s face it, if I wasn’t breathing how would you all have one more person to piss you off occasionally? That goes without saying the little things in life are the things that matter greatly.
So while you all would think that I would be over the moon with excitement and what not, I am probably just crouching in bed. Of course this bed wouldn’t keep itself company all alone. But when I’m up I would probably do something fun like replying all your wishes and texts.
Favourite Tweets from last Year
Before I go on with my rants I’d like to share a small birthday story here with you all. N/B: You have no reason whatsoever not to like it. Here you go.
“Last week was my birthday. My wife didn’t wish me. My parents forgot, so did my kids. I went to work, and not even did my colleagues wish me. As I entered my cabin after work in the evening, my secretary rushed to me and said, “Happy birthday Boss. Can I take you out for dinner?” I felt so special. After dinner, she invited me to her apartment. We went there, and she said, “I want to surprise you. Do you mind if I go to the bedroom for a minute?” I agreed. She came out five minutes later with a cake, my wife, my kids, my friends, and my colleagues… all screaming..
“S-u-r-p-r-i-s-e…” . . . . . And I was waiting on the sofa, naked.”
I’m sure you all enjoyed that. I have to run along now so I can do what every other person does on his/her birthday like blow up candles and cut cakes because Bill Gates wouldn’t be a billionaire if he had skipped that ritual. And no don’t wish me happy birthday. I already got lots of stuff I wish to buy on my wishlist. Contact me if you want to clear that list. Have a good day guys. God Bless America (insert wherever you may be reading this from). Bows. You can still wish me a Happy Birthday though, here: