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I got shrimp for my birthday dinner. It’s practically a tradition by this time, all because of the Great Shrimp Dinner Blurt of ’94.

I came home from work. My Darling B was in the kitchen, preparing a special dinner for my birthday. “Don’t come in!” she warned, or I would ruin the surprise. Oh, okay, I’ll just sit down here at the table and talk with the Seanster while we’re waiting.

“Hi, Sean, do anything special today?”

“No, just bought the shrimp for dinner.” AND THE LOOK OF HORROR ON HIS FACE AS HE REALIZED WHAT HE’D JUST SAID WAS WORTH A THOUSAND BIRTHDAY PRESENTS. To this day, I can’t eat shrimp without remembering that moment.

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  1. The Seanster Avatar
    The Seanster

    …I still carry the scars from that moment…

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    The Seanster

    But don’t let my childhood psychological trauma get in the way of wishing you a HAPPY BIRTHDAY! O-Tanjoubi Omedetou!

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  3. tristan forward Avatar
    tristan forward

    i’m sorry i missed your birthday

    i would have sent my loved one up to the roof to unfurl the flag and stand to attention in her best lingerie

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    1. Dave Avatar
      Dave

      I’m sure this is the kind of sentiment great thinkers were talking about when they quipped, “It’s the thought that counts.” I have rarely been offered such a heartfelt gift. I thank you, sir, and your Loved One.

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