




Happy birthday, suckkah. Thanks for being partners in this game for 14 years. If we had a baby back then, it would be a retarded Swiss cat teenager by now.
A short story of sorts:
Ty: "Why is it we always think Rickey's birthday is on the 3rd?"Doy, click those pictures, people! Don't you even get a thing by now? And while you're clicking on your mouse pads, click:
Wife: "We?! It's on the 4th. I've always known that."
Ty: "Well it's on the calendar as the 3rd."
Wife: "Because you put it on the calendar on the 3rd every year."
Ty: "Weird, I wonder why I do that."
Wife: "I just thought it was one of your 'things'." [finger quotes on "things"]
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