Happy Birthday, magman

Which, of course, means it's my birthday as well. And as usual, Buffalo gives me the "gift" of snow.

Fuck this noise, I'm going back to bed as I have to be at the club in less than 9 hours.

Bahhh

Didn't wake up to a lusciously sinful double jointed fuckelf licking the minijak as if it was a flesh flavoured all day gobstopper. So much for birthday wishes.

I'm telling you. Any birthday that doesn't start with a blowjob, coffee and a pastry just isn't worth having.