31st Birthday

For my thirty-first birthday, my boyfriend bought me a treadmill.  He’s dead now.  So you, so tragic, so clueless.
— Mel Fine

  1. themuttprincess

    May 17, 2007 at 12:52 pm

    I imagine at any age that would be a death sentence.

  2. Geeky Dragon Girl

    May 17, 2007 at 3:42 pm

    Well, at least it was an expensive gift?

  3. Robin

    May 18, 2007 at 9:56 am

    TMP – Pretty much.

    GDG – True, but it would be kind of insulting if you never asked for one.

  4. Kery

    May 25, 2007 at 1:13 am

    :lmfao: Death warrant, indeed.

    Maybe another appropriate response would be a book about “how men can become good at sex,” or something to that avail.

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