Birfday Suit …
July 14th, 2008Today all of France — and possibly parts of Canada and the rest of the world outside of ethnocentric America — is celebrating MY birthday!
Yes, that’s right, my birthday is the French equivalent of the Fourth of July in the U.S., only with much better food.
I was actually born six days late because EvilMummy insisted that I be born on a day of revolution thus setting a life-long rebellious trend for my future misadventures . . . and giving me the perfect excuse to say that I have never been on time in my entire life.
Happy Bastille Day, France!!
Now bring me some frog’s legs and make them snappy!
For my birthday I would like whirled peas . . .
and liposuction . . .
and never having to diet or give up alcohol or cheese in an attempt to shed the spread . . .
Birthday Suit . . . I has one. [Dis my lolnude!!!1!!]
My birthday suit is now 48 years old but it only needed to be stretched into shape in a couple of places this year. The face, however, required a teensy bit of air-brushing ironing.
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