Wishes…
Here’s wishing Blabby a very happy birthday. I think she deserves an award for sticking with me in spite of my awesome PJs that are cracked at the most appropriate of times… NOT!
A few examples while I’m at it…
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Blabby: You’re my number one, no?
Me: Chi! I don’t want to be your susu.
Blabby: Oh dear God!
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Me: Admit it, you’re expecting a pony for a birthday gift, aren’t you?
Blabby: I’m not expecting a pony. Just a unicorn, you know?
Me: Hrm, a unicorn is just a pony with a horn.
Blabby: …
Me: It’s a horny pony.
Blabby: What have I gotten myself into!
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Oh well…
Amen.
Happy Birthday again, babe! 
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Seriously, wot have i gotten myself into???
Thanks a TON for everything baby. U still r my number 1…. (DONT U DARE SPOIL IT!!! :X)
Your post definitely brings a smile on my face, if not a hysterical laughter.
Belated Happy Burp-day to Blabby.
did i miss a party again? damn!
Oy, cute … you cooing like a one in a pair of doves! Really nice to see you work at the relationship like the avians, Wab … rare enough in the indian male who consistently believes he’s ‘different’ while acting out egocentricity like his great-great-grandfather.
Sup w/ u? Still in Mumbai? Many ‘appy returns, virgo man.
Oh, so THAT’s a blabby. Monali’s comment saved me one (1) really dumb question.