Birthday Presents

I remember some really great birthday presents and parties I’ve had growing up. G.I.Joe tanks, guns, money, cake at the pizza place, balloons at the zoo. Cards with money. I was the center of attention. I’ve given some pretty extravagant presnts to people for their birthdays. I’ve even put some nice parties together. Thinking about a friend of mine. He’s had AWFUL luck with every one of his birthdays since I’ve known him.

He gets plenty of parties sure. Every year. Millions of people show up. Billions of dollars are spent on presents, decorations, and food. The party lasts for several weeks. Sadly though none of the presents are for him. No one talks to him when he shows up. If he’s mentioned it’s just in passing. Every person on Earth gets presents at their birthday party. He gets nothing. Sorry Jesus.  I miss wife.

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The Zoo

When I was young my mother brought us to the zoo. She would pile 3 young children into the car on multiple occasions so we could see the animals. My favorite was the oranguatan in the hall of monkeys. Without fail I could walk to the end of that dark stinky and noisy hall and see this orange primate in his cage acting crazy. He would stick a large piece of lettuce on his head and stick his tongue out making faces. People would pound on the thick glass and try to get a reaction out of him. He would always oblige. The guards do the same to us. In our orange jumpsuits I think were closer to the oranguatans than anyone realizes. IMW

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