So my 22nd birthday is coming up Thursday. I've always had a problem with telling people that; I can't seem to find a good way to point out that it's my birthday, unless I've got a party invitation or something. I always think that if I tell someone I'll come off as a dick who just wants recognition/presents/a blowjob for nothing, but I also hate lame birthdays where people don't say shit to you. Oh darn is it a conundrum. Long story short, BUY ME THINGS FOR THURSDAY!!!!!!!
Alright, enough of whoring out May 21st for my own needs, it's time for some recaps. On today's agenda, we've got BulletMagnet showing us how he got his name, lovely words about Podtoid, and no failure.
In the words of the late great Col. Sanders, "I'm to drunk to taste these cblogs."