...you crusty old hag! HELLO burritos and beer!
Well maybe some chardonnay. And a taco.
Sigh. My last day being in my 30s.
I'm going to go off to bed now and cry a bit...
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
"time to take her home, her dizzy head is conscience-laden"
7 comments:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY FAVORITE CHICKEN!
You're going to rock the 40s. Happy Birthday!
Thanks!!
Been great so far for me! Celebrate in style and Happy Happy!
RYM
Happy Bird-day, Chicken Taco-!
40 ain't too shabby. Come to think of it, neither is 50. Or 60...40 is the new 30. That means I'm 23, I like it.
I turn 30 this year. It scares me. But then I think, "Chicken is WAY older." And I feel better.
Post a Comment