I LOVE YOU.
It’s my birthday today, so I am kind of depressed/insane/snap-happy/hungover/scared-of-aging. Well actually, I realized I’ll be fine after seeing my mom. She’s the blonde chick in the picture above.
Anyway, I just want to say to each and everyone of you who took the time to write on my wall or call me or text my cellphone or what’s app or BBM or whatever that:
I am thankful to know and share my life with so many amazing people.
Because of you, I’ll always be a DREAMER ♥
Here’s a poem my best friend wrote me:
25 years ago, God wanted to make an impact,
A french Canadian man forgot the rubber.
Him and his stunning wife gave each other a special hug,
Fast Forward, and you’re now here with me and my brother.
Ali gets herself in strange situations most of the time,
She was even once faced with the sweet serbian seduction,
She likes to ride around town in the vom mobile,
And when enters a room there is no need for an introduction.
Because she is nothing but a classy bitch,
She will only drink the finest rose petal champagne,
She learnt to never laugh while chewing gum,
What came out of her mouth wasn’t even humane.
I found a very rare friendship in Alizee,
We have made friends with Janice and Racheed the cockroach,
Not to mention a certain amphibian friend, the Dolphin,
In fact there really is no animal she will not approach.
She keeps giving me the nick name of Pal,
And won’t stop till I will marry her brother,
Sometimes I think we are more than friends,
Maybe even a sister from another mother?
She is more beautiful than Cinderella,
Alizee was also blessed with pretty nice breasts,
I was wondering if you would maybe wanna…
Go to the rest room and….not rest?
She smells like pine needles, and she has a face like sunshine,
I can honestly say she is a VERY interesting human being,
When she is asleep she frequently likes to talk to me,
Something along the lines of, I’M NOT PEEING, YOU’RE PEEING.
Speaking of Consuelo, it’s time to wrap this up,
I do believe this poem is better than a tweet,
And all i have left to say really is,
You’re really doing it aren’t ya? You’re just shitting in the street.
love you Pal.
Happy Birthday xx
I love you CHAR-PAL ♥