A FORMAL INVITE FROM THE GRAND POOBAH: PLEASE READ.
January 27 comes on a Friday this year, and I am turning the magickal 2-6. I have, in my eminent wisdom, decided that I am going to celebrate it. There will be food. There will be fun. There will be drinks, and more fun, and a magician! Okay, nobody I know knows any tricks. But so help me, if you people come and don't have any fun, I WILL RAIN HE FIRES OF HELL DOWN ON YOUR ASSES! So everyone, hurry the hell up, recover from Josie's birthday, and drag your sorry asses over to my place the 27th. Mark your calendars. Do it! Oh, and I don't want anyone singing "Happy Birthday" to me unless they're planning on doing it naked (On second thought, I want the men to just not do it at all).
That is all.
posted by BoneDaddy at 1:33 AM
5 Comments:
you're making food for your party? awesome!
Ben knows a trick and its pretty neat he can make a tissue magically diapear and belive me its not in his shirt sleeve either.
Is it down his pants?
um.. did you just say magiCKal? funk master dougie in the Hizouse.
Yes, I will be at your birthday extraviganza... on ONE condition...
Karissa makes the food and you stay out of the kitchen.
I know it sounds geeky, but I think it's an old English spelling. I always just liked it better that way.
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