Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday dear Malinariiiiiiiiiiiiiii, Happy Birthday to me!
Yep I’ve survived another full rota of the big burning ball of Hydrogen.
Because I’ve a little mischievous, and because I’ve done it on previous years (so it’s sure to become a tradition), I politely asked all those That know me on The Book of Faces, to leave me a message which was the rudest/most profane word they dare to write on my wall, instead of the usual Happy Birthday.
Now that isn’t because I don’t appreciate the sentiment of a Happy Birthday. But more that I wanted to give friends the chance to post a message free from constraint as to have a little fun with it, also to accept that (certainly out of context as this was), these are just harmless (and sometimes very nice sounding) words πŸ™‚
Needless to say I managed to get a few cunts, a gash, a couple of flanges, quite moist and a clunge πŸ˜‰
I enjoyed it πŸ˜€ I hope others did too.
It was a good birthday, I was very nicely looked after last night, and it ensured I wasn’t devoid of company when I woke on my birthday, in fact I was surrounded by happy people. Later on of course I had the best possible company courtesy of my favourite little people.
Aiden and I once again stopped off at the pub while we waited for Paige, rather than get a round in he was more interested in the flashing lights of the games machines (not really fruit machines)…….
Just a couple of pics to share, firstly a very nice Birthday card I received, secondly Aiden decided that while I was busy in the kitchen tonight, he would sneak in and shoot me with a rather loud toy gun hehehe…….

Odi et amo………..Excrucior

Stay Slinky People


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