My birthday isn't fucking bent.

( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:02, 2 replies, latest was 15 years ago)

oh yeah
getting another year older, another year towards aching joints and grey hair and all your friends being happily married and popping out sprogs pop pop pop, and seeing your parents getting older and more infirm, and still having no money at the end of every month...

what's not to love about THAT?
( rachelswipe with a fork, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:04, Reply)

Oh fuck.
Life is FUCKING BENT.

I might have to borrow a razor from TGB.
( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:06, Reply)

i've got one you can borrow

( rachelswipe with a fork, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:08, Reply)

Luv u 2 bbz.
HUGZ 4 U LOL
( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:09, Reply)

Too right
-equinox fistbumps-
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:07, Reply)

birthdays are great until about your 25th
then you start to really really fucking loathe the repetitive bastard twats that won't stop coming however much you pray.
( rachelswipe with a fork, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:08, Reply)

Jeff and I have the same birthday.
My birthday this year is something I hope never to repeat.
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:08, Reply)

What happened?

( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:10, Reply)

Hehehe
she got her booze on.
(berk, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:13, Reply)

Pretty much what berk said
I spent 4£ on booze and I remember being in the club for precisely half an hour. I think I was in there for about 4.
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Mon 14 Feb 2011, 0:14, Reply)