BBS

[thatched]

For those who may not be aware, today is the birthday of our very own Acelet. If you should pass him, wish him well, give him booze or give him meat. He'll love any of it.

To that end, we're going to have a little dinner party tonight in his honor so the more the merrier. Possible dancing, definite fits of narcolepsy and maybe some limbo here and there. Who knows?

Come and join the fun!

Comments

[mera_mera_ace]

[Forget replying to this shit, Ace just walks down the hall and lets himself into Thatch's room; practically throwing himself at the other. He wasn't sure if he was going to punch him or hug him...but as soon as he was close enough he just hugged him tight.]

[espio]

[Quashes the bizarre urge to complain about Ace being 21 before him, because geez, what a dumb thing to be annoyed about.]

Really?

I should start keeping track of everyone's birthdays. I had no idea.