It’s not my birthday anymore….

But that doesn’t mean I can’t eat cake….Or guilt bars to give me free drinks pretending it is my birthday…Or have my friend tell every girl in the bar it’s my birthday only for them to give me hugs…that allow me to stick my tongue in their mouth – confusing them as to whether it is mouth rape….only to go along with it because people are genuinely nice and don’t like to be mean on my birthday – that is now over, but never over, if you’re a con man hustler, which I would be, if I left my house….and really cared more about fun than just getting drunk..

Here are morning links…in the morning….it’s morning..

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