Happy 22nd, Dave!

A big happy birthday salute goes out to my best friend Dave. This kid’s had a rough week with school, and from the looks of his face, I can tell he hasn’t gotten any action in a long time. (BAD BECKY! BAAAD BECKY!) Hopefully tonight will erase all of his stress as we all together of us get TOTALLY WASTED. Now this is why I love birthdays — it’s the perfect excuse to get hammered on odd days of the week.

Check out the cake that Becky and I baked for Dave. Looks cute, right? You know it does.

Aside from the fact that it resembles something I left in the toilet this morning, the cuteness comes from the way I sloppily wrote “Dave” with the frosting ’ which is pretty much all I really contributed to the cake anyway.