Happy Birthday To Me.
Some birthdays blend into others, some disappear altogether but every now and then there's a birthday that will carry you to the end of days.
16- That was a birthday! Smoking pot and drinking 40's with a backyard full of people while mum and Dennis were far off in Perry Sound.
Now 28...
Permanent scar on my memory chip.
My heart goes out to those who were there to share the day.
posted by BIM @ 8:21 AM
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3 Comments:
what i night you had did you take him instead to you know where
oh I remember that sweet 16. too many puffs from a strawberry rolling paper phatty. put me off the pot for quuuuuite sometime.
It may have been your sweet 16 but I have yet to top a party of that magnitude. Nothing like Bottle bombs in the laundry room sink and swimming laps in the outdoor fountain.
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