You know her. You love her. It's her golden birthday. 25 on the 25th. And you know what we always used to say around the Hall - a golden birthday deserves a golden shower. I was only sixteen on my golden birthday . . .
But I digress. Guys, did you really ever think I would get married? Okay, maybe you did, but did you ever think she'd be this cool?! In a perfect world, she would have been right there at Ole Miss with us. Then again, I probably would have alienated her with my drunken antics.
She will never play beer pong against Nic or get stupid baked with Dave, but we will still have good times together. Happy birthday, boo!
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Happy Birfday, KelBell (not really sure if that name is ok with you, but i use it). 25! what a tender age. us old boys are damn near pushing 29. I was 26 when i received my golden birthday surprise. Drink lots of Mountain Dew Ryano.
after seeing some youtube videos and hearing some stories from kelly, you may have married her earlier due to your drunken antics. of course, you would have beaten her in a drunken stupor on a weekly basis, but hey, sometimes they just don't listen. and i am not so sure she would not have beaten you either.
well, i knew you'd get married, i just always assumed it'd be some smelly, ugly english major who didn't shave and always smelled like pot and patchouli.
i'm glad you got the Glamour girl you did.
Me no likey patouli.
I'll pass along the birthday wishes, brothas.
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