You know what I really hate? Sentimental birthday cards with blurry photos of flowers, kitties and/or puppies on the cover, ones that sheath an epic poem of saccharine proporations celebrating all things mushy — like the one pictured above.You know what I really love? This particular card's inherent irony. Read the text.
The well-wisher might as well have said: "Hey, friend, even though it's your special day, you should thank me for being me — because I'm such a wicked-awesome and unique person... You know what? Screw wishing you a happy birthday. I'm going to celebrate me with this card. And remind you of the fact that you're really lucky that someone as great as me is your friend."
It's Mata Hari's birthday on Friday and Figure8's on Saturday...I'm pretty sure they know how lucky they are to know me, so I'm not going to send them a card reminding them.
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