Maybe my cake bothered me more than it should...

17

So, Friday was my birthday. Yay me. Damn, I'm getting old. But whatever, I don't look my age and I don't act my age. Thanks mom for the good genes (but no thanks at all for the bad jeans... seriously, when I was 14 you tried buying me Wranglers?) Anyway, since I've turned the gf into a giant Irk fan, she surprised me with this cake. Meh, you've made a huge impact on my life and I think you're pretty special...
It didn't really bother me!

Yeah, I'm that old.+