Today is a very very VERY special day.

Today i'd like to toast three decades worth of repressed homosexuality and wish my beloved brother Miguel the happiest of happy birthdays! He has filled my life with physical pain, but on a day like today and with an AK pressed to my temple i'll happily admit all this is water under the bridge. Apparently blood runs thicker.

Check him out he's the retard on the right

How can i describe him best. Unpredictable? Violent? Offkey?

He is none of those things when he's getting lucky. But somewhere along the line shit went a little snafu in my brother's lovelife. Truth be told.. Ladies no longer react. These days even his Don Juan banjo routine doesn't batt an eyelid.

But are the girls really to blame when he rocks this kinda shit?

It's not like the rest of his garms pass the acid test either.

My mother has recently started alluding to her grannny credentials. But manz can't bring theyselves to tell her that the closest Miguel is getting to having a kid at the moment..

is perving the crap out of them buttnaked in public parks.

We've all had our dry-runs admittedly, but as he prepares for yet another month of drudgery wandering the planes of the Gobi desert, it strikes me that even the Prince of Dryness Westwood would be lost for words.

J U S T  K I D D I N  B W U O

 Cunning linguist prop forward man of letters strong like bear living legend.

Let's all raise mad beers to broheim

and wish him a p o p p i n night and an even mo' p o p p i n year !

 & if you're a chick and you see him about tonight please do me a favour and lunge him


1 comment:

  1. My favourite post so far no doubt..
    genuinely spat out ma starbucks..
    know what you mean too, harold is so much nicer now Carly gives it to him on the regular