As many of you are aware (and if you aren't then you should be ashamed of yourself), today was my birthday. Remember that episode of Futurama when Bender became human? Yeah, the last few days were pretty much like that. Now that I'm one score and one year old I can finally legally drink alcohol, gamble, and fish with dynamite in some states. But I feel this may be a little wasted on me since I have no real desire to pursue any of those things on a routine basis. Except maybe dynamite fishing...At any rate, being 21 at least means that I have gained inherent authority over those know-it-all 20 year old punks.
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i hate you and i'll kill you, you bastard!
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