The night before my birthday started as most nights do:
Me petting TJ and telling him how pretty he is.

Later in the evening some friends came over and started pulling canvas off the walls in order to paint me a masterpiece.
After losing mulitple rounds of Bomberman, Wade chipped his tooth on a bottle of Cranberry Alize.

As Emily tried to take Wade home, I did my best to get in some extra things to tell Wade as he left. These "things" were so important that I neglected foot ware. Bye Wade.

"Birthday Canvas"

by Wade, Emily, Erin, Erica, Dave, Nicole, Marlene, Lisa, and phallic touch ups from Jake.
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