Brian's Flingo on celebrations of one's birth
My best birthday ever? This year. I think. I don't remember a lot of it. But I guess that's the point, when you're turning 21.
I decided to throw myself a party, and invite everyone from every organization I was a part of. I went out, bought almost $200 worth of booze, but I never thought it'd all get drunk (drank? drunken?).
I was wrong.
There were more people than I ever thought would come, which was good and bad, but mostly good. I was running around, I got 42 cupcakes, I car bombed, I danced. I got to see a movie I've always wanted to see, and forgot about it the moment I fell asleep.
And I took some goofy photos. Not only was all of the alcohol I bought gone when I woke up, so was the bottle of Grey Goose, the two six packs of beer, and various other gifts brought along. I wiped the place clean. And it was worth every penny.
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