So I hit the 4-5 today.
No big deal, I roll large most of the time anyway. I’m at work, getting some shipment shit straight with my boss, and suddenly a wild office girl appears. And then some from the warehouse, and a bunch more from the office. Like 15 of them.
Then one comes up with a Hostess cupcake with little 4 and 5 candles and they start singing “Happy Birthday”.
Stupid walking vaginas. Almost made me cry in front of my boss.
I suspect this mysogenically themed surprise party rant about a 45th birthday will generate much confusion.
Holy shit, super-k, I thought you were a college student. Anyway happy birthday dude. Nice to know there’s someone in their mid 40s even less mature than I am.
Forty Five? They’re letting babies in here now!
And what did Dwight say then?
I prefer wertful bitches.
False. Time is an illusion invented by the Swiss. ?
If I mix memes with Remo Williams. Am I doing this right and shit?
Only if you do it for 20 minutes on a treadmill down in the quarry.
Boom, roasted.
I think the OP is just about the greatest poster on this board, though PSXer gave him a run for his money a year or two ago. It is like Jim Anchower from the Onion came to life.
Happy birthday, and shit.
Super Kapowzler! Nice to see you.
Happy Birthday!
What da shit, man? Happy birthday an’ all dat shit. I can’t believe you older 'n me!
Best edit comment I’ve ever seen here.
Sounds like they like you. Happy Birthday Super K.
You’re older than me? Shit.
Happy birthday, broseph.
Ah ha! Loser!
I hit 4-6 3 days ago!
Winning over here… winning!
I’ve been walking around for the last 30 minutes shaking my head… 45 really!?
Herbert Kornfeld, is that you? How are things at Accounts Receevabo?
Something about a blithe spirit, that was never wertless. Percy Bitch Shelly. Shit, I never used to have trouble remembering stuff.