[19] Birthday wishes

[notarrowette]

Hey, Tim--Happy birthday.

[Yes, she is making that public. And she may have made a birthday card of construction paper and glitter and stuck it to your door this morning, Tim. Green glitter, of course. ;)]

[Private to Ned]

I know pies are your specialty, but how are you with birthday cakes? ...And if cake is a no, can there be a birthday pie?

Comments

[wichita_kansas]

How old does that make him? Twelve?

[peektuttut]

Eighteen.

[wichita_kansas]

Congratulations.

[peektuttut]

It would mean more, if it hadn't been premised with 'twelve.'

[wichita_kansas]

It's not my fault you look young -- and besides, it wasn't a statement on your maturity. If we were going that route, I'd guess late forties.

[peektuttut]

Awesome.

[wichita_kansas]

Don't be so sensitive, guy. You can kick it back to me. C'mon. It'll make you feel better. Say, "Wichita, those leather jackets you wear don't make you look tough, they make you look butch."

[peektuttut]

It's no big deal. I wasn't really expecting to grow a foot today.

[wichita_kansas]

Well, I think you're an excessively handsome twelve year old, so there's that.

...that was weird. Sorry.

[notarrowette]

...That was a little weird, yes.

But he probably was a very handsome twelve year old, given how he looked at fifteen.

[...unless it's fourteen, damnit DC, your ages are so handwavey.]

[wichita_kansas]

I forgot you guys went to camp together! Was he still the same buzzkill at fifteen?

[notarrowette]

We'll say... cautious. But he did play Truth or Dare!

[wichita_kansas]

Oh man. What'd you make him do?

[peektuttut]

Nothing I couldn't talk my way out of.

[wichita_kansas]

You are really good at steering a conversation where you want it.

[notarrowette]

We made him do the hokey pokey.