I thought it would be neat idea to let the Gravy Kids have a say in where they took me for my birthday this past weekend. This was the first and last time I will let them decide.
They enthusiastically announced that that establishment which rhymes with "Yuck E. Sneezes" was the numero-uno place to be. Not one to burst their bubbles, I reluctantly conceded and we went. For my 34th birthday. And for proof, here is the certification of "Hip Hop Dancer" I received:
Represent.
April 19, 2011
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Word to your mother.
we haven't gone there yet.
please don't make me ever go.
Happy Birthday you Hip Hopper you.
dude.
Is that the cartoon verison of you on the right of the card ;)?
Now you are legit!!
@jessica..hahaha
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