I said to myself, 'I haven't really written anything decent in a while, so that's probably not an option... '
Thinking I could maybe figure something out via pie and interpretive dance, the following ensued:
But woe, the dance didn't bring rain, fire, brimstone, OR birthday ideas. I was vexed, and more importantly, the damned onlookers didn't even tip me; so I finally decided something tacky was in order. Soooo, you get this:
*loves, even with lame e-present*