So………………. pretty standard birthday this year, just the usual making my friends wear outfits they really aren’t omfortable in.
And just by the look in there eyes I can tell they are on the verge of tears at the thought of walking out the front door in what can only be described as a large blue condom.
Excessive amounts of alcohol usually help them coupe and before long they have completely forgotten they resemble disabled avatars.
I have great memories of our night together all up until 1pm, after that it’s not even a foggy blur more like a complete blank.
As always the photographic evidence and good old facebook wall posts would suggest we had the time of our life.
And I will be eternally grateful to them for all the ridiculous outfits I have made them wear.
I am in their debt and i’m sure they already have that peach meringe dress ready for me to wear at their wedding!