Thursday, May 22, 2008

he gets to live

My cousin's son is 9 years old, and is most of the time a pain in the ass. Everyone is desperately waiting for puberty to hit him because he has this whiny, high-pitched voice that goes through me like fingernails on a chalkboard.

Last night at my mom's house for dinner, she brings out the birthday cake. On it is "Happy 35th Birthday"

He yells, "35? You're 35? I thought you were 25!"

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