Well, what did you expect...
Nobody rubbed my face with a wet washcloth this morning.
What?
Yeah, a wet washcloth. Nobody did.
In my (odd) family, when it was your birthday, mom barged into your room in the morning hollering Happy Birthday!!! and then proceeded to rub a wet washcloth on your face.
Why?
I don't know.
But it was tradition. Every year.
And nobody did it this year.
What?
Yeah, a wet washcloth. Nobody did.
In my (odd) family, when it was your birthday, mom barged into your room in the morning hollering Happy Birthday!!! and then proceeded to rub a wet washcloth on your face.
Why?
I don't know.
But it was tradition. Every year.
And nobody did it this year.
posted by Anastasia at Wednesday, September 28, 2005
2 Comments:
aw, happy belated birthday, sweetie. I'd get the washcloth out myself if I were there :)
*sniff* Thanks! :)
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