Birthday Party (With a Side of Death)

So, I just got back from a surprise birthday party, involving much spazzing, victimization, pain, and death (not all mine). Much soda was thrown at others, a sweatshirt was stolen, 60 sticks of gum were consumed, and all attending are probably now poisoned by that sickening effect on the stomach given by gum+soda+chips+swings.

A tablet was given to the birthday girl, resulting in an immediate *spazzdie*.

It was promptly named "Tabii".

After 5 hours of getting smacked, sitting, waiting, jumping off swings, and talking, we finally returned home.

And now I'm making this post.

At least I'm still alive.

Anyway, a friggin' happy tackleglompin' (?) birthday to baka.bunni, a.k.a. Karen.