If people weren't disappointed not to have it done to them, a twenty-first birthday is actually a pretty horrible thing to do to a person.
"I control your consumption of alcohol in quantity and pace. You have no choice, give in to it. I shall control your state of being until the morrow."
Kinda harsh.
If you really hated someone, you should wish them nothing but twenty-first birthdays forever.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
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