So it’s my birthday today. Thirty-four, apparently.
What am I gonna do about it? Well, I know I have a meeting at the Scud after work, so I’ll def have a bit of a toast there.
Turns out Someone is taking me out to dinner, so we don’t wanna get too sloshed before that, do we now? Moderation on ma barfday – not something I’m familiar with.
But after dinner? Drinks and laughter, I guess. What more can a grown man ask for on his birthday, besides drinks and laughter?
Say what? Eh? Oh.