My forehead is developing permanent furrows that make me look like I'm perma-pissed. My melasma bears an uncanny resemblance to Hitler. My grey hairs could rival Paula Deen's. My sore back acts like I've been hunched over in the trenches for the past 10 years. My yellow teeth look like I brush with Country Crock. My bloodshot eyes probably make you think I've been hanging out with both Cheech and Chong.
Today is my birthday. I'm 33.
11 comments:
I see none of those things!!! Happy Birthday.
This must be an April Fool's joke, because you don't look 33, you look 23. And I'm not just saying that to be nice.
Happy Birthday!!! I hope Eric and Pearl take you somewhere special :)
Happy birthday
Happy Birthday and you don't look a day over 25. Also it must be awesome/awful to be born on April fool's day.
Happy belated. Don't worry, 33 is the new 23. We'll all live to be like 90 and working as greeters at wallmart to pay our medical bills anyways. Enjoy our (relative) youth while we can I say!
happy birthday! :D
Happy birthday!!!
Happy Birthday. This is the youngest you'll ever be. So you might as well enjoy it.
Happy B'day!
And 33 is definitely the new 25. :D
Happy Belated Birthday! You look great! I don't see any of the things you pointed out. I just started to see some lines on my face...ahhh, age.
I just stumbled across your blog and I really like it! :) Happy Birthday ~ your 30's are amazing, enjoy every year. Ps. Love your post on Unfollowing Blogs!
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