Well ya'll, my birthday is coming up again. I'll be the big 31. 31 years on this earth. That's 11,322 days (7 leap years thus far.) That's quite a few days for me to be so danged immature.
Now what do I want for my birthday? All I want is for everyone to come by and just give me love. I want everyone to come by, rate some pics, maybe a blog, maybe leave a comment. I don't want bling, don't want a blast, no happy hour, no cherry bomb, no Auto-11's, don't want gifts, flowers, balloons, alcohol (I'll have enough of that IRL).
If any of ya'll are in the central Texas area, well, ya can come by and help me celebrate with a cookout. I'll provide the meat, you just provide the company.
And if ya know of anyone who is needing a cuddle buddy in my neck of the woods, let me know.
If ya'll think ya can, the most awesomest gift would be for me to Godfather by then, but that would be a heckuva stretch.
