Coco’s BirthdYAY 2008 - Pictures and Shit

May 15, 2008

Same old, same old birthday. Not that that’s a bad thing.

For example, last Friday, Tintin brought me an Oreo Cheesecake from Conti’s, just like last year. But that doesn’t diminish its utter Oreo Cheesecakey deliciousness. I could literally eat a slice of this shit every day until I die.

I also got to spend Saturday afternoon with the entire family. My nephew was born on the day I turned 22, and I didn’t have a gift for him this year, just like last year. 

But I believe that sharing a birthday with an Uncle who is handsome, wise and mighty is a gift that keeps on giving. Like, when he starts going to college, his hot college classmates would be like "Hey Euan I wanna bang your Uncle" and Euan’d be like "Dude that’s my Uncle" and I’d be like "Sorry ladies" then I’d turn around and go back to pumping my 300-pound barbels.

I also had some friends over for beer and chips and tokwa’t baboy (tofu and pork) and green mangoes. Marc was the first to arrive, just like last year. And he also managed to look so goddamned creepy in one of the photos, just like last year.

We molested each other, just like last year.

I can’t remember much of that night, just like last year.

Anyway, thanks to Tintin for the cake, and for the love (yonaman).

Thanks to Marc, John, Papu, Dianne, Grace, Ivan, and Louison for coming over last Saturday.

Thanks to Deirdre, Bobby, Kamille, Pat, Eloi, Kitkat, Apple, Shai, Trisha, and Calai for the greetings.