Yes, that's right... 22 years ago today (8pm, to be exact) a certain special girl was pushed into this world. 8 lbs 4 ounces of pure joy....Julia Marie Dunn. Rumor has it that she was born holding a chainsaw but I want to tell all the readers that this, unfortunately, is just a rumor. She was actually born holding a crossbow and a bottle of lighter fluid. I'm not sure what the little tyke did with these necessities, but I'm sure it was something great.
22 years ago today, I was already shoving food into my fat face with my fat hands and making stupid noises. Julia is just a wee baby compared to me... but now that's a good thing because no matter how old Julia gets, I will always be older. That means I'll be the first to hit the dreaded 30. Ugh.
Julia, you youthful, lucky bitch... I salute you on this wonderful day. Too bad there is a tropical storm blowing through the area. But who needs the real sun when they can have Julia? She radiates like the sun...she actually gave me some first degree burns with a death glare one time. Dangerous.
Only messing, dear.
Julia doesn't know what I got her for her birthday but she will find out on Sunday. And no, silly, it's not a giant hamburger though that sounds kinda nice.
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Happy Birthday Julia, from Earth. Miss ya plenty.
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