posted on Jan, 5 2021 @ 03:34 PM
Happy Birthday, Peeps.
Hmm ... or how about expressing a desire for an "acceptable" birthday, at least? "Happy" is pushing it, these days.
I have you beat in pithy pity party pretensions. I have far fewer years left and didn't get any yummy homemade pasta, nor did I thread myself, when
mine struck like an std weeks ago.
Really, if you care to flip the perspective and bemoan the temporary sentience we're bequeathed here, then I'll wish you a "dismal curse-day."
Or you can see it as a bloody miracle and a blessed opportunity to dance in the winter sun, tweaking your greasy nose at those who might view hybrid
apes with disdain.
Either way, here's a conciliatory virtual, viral hug.