(yo I fact-checked that joke, that’s how much I care about my mildly-amusing text posts)
And before anyone asks, no, my commute to work doesn’t involve time-travelling back to 1994.
magic-murder-bag asked: Happy birthday, you withered old northman
When the Last Winter comes, you will be spared.
Some of my employees gave me a cheery “happy birthday!” after work and one of the first things out of my mouth was “Birthdays are inherently narcissistic.”
I’m already an old coot at the age of 26.