Birthday Greetings....

Upon reading yesterday's post, you tell me what was a bad idea. Was it trying a new chinese food restaurant or thinking that I'd be well enough to go out last night. Ok, so it's both but I honestly thought I'd be ok ..... and I was until I went to the washroom and lost my dinner (trust me, that surprised me as much as it you).

But for the hour I was there, we did manage to write some birthday Haiku's for Young Jen (ha ha, who am I kidding, you're 30! You'll never be young again!)

Staying true to the 5-7-5 we created the following:

Jive grind Jen spunk funk
Hot Pants strain one's tight cheese rocks
Loud like nude boobs dew

It should be here that I mention that the poems were written only knowing what the former word was and then you pass the note along. So if one person starts off the poem, you pass it to the right, they add a word etc... then when you finish the line, you fold the paper & start over.

Even so, that last poem was stupid. Not satisfied with the lack of sense in the former poem we divided into two groups & created the following which was intended to make SOME sense. If you read them like you're Mike Myers in "So I married an Axe Murderer" they carry a little more charm:

Jen, like what shoes dope?
But, unlike a cat you're wet
We love dogs much more

or

Years ago, PUMA
When pantless attacked men cried
Suppose they were right!

I hadn't eaten nor slept so of course I thought they were hilarious but upon second reading today I am wondering who keeps party animals like us locked up.

We did receive parting gifts & really that's why I came, was for the free loot.... and the picture I helped create of Dunner & JT (her secret bf)

Did I mention I was photoshop master of the universe?