My mother used to hate her birthday date — January 1st is the world's hangover day. There's nothing special left for my birthday after celebrating New Year's eve. - She says. So I decided this time I would make that change.
HEY MOM! I’VE JUST RECIEVED SOMETHING FROM OUTER SPACE, AND I THINK IT’S FOR YOU:
I GAVE HER THE BAG AND SHE FOUND THIS INSIDE: GLITTER BALLOONS AND A "BIRTHDAY CAKE"... BUT THAT'S IT?
OHH WAIT... THERE'S ANOTHER LETTER FOR HER!
SHE WAS SO HAPPY I JUST HAD TO SHARE IT! LOVE YOU MOM. HOPE THOSE 4 EGGS WORK ;)
