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- cross-posted to:
- 196@lemmy.blahaj.zone
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You’re consistently fighting a losing battle against time… do you remember… you’re getting older… do you remember… death is coming… do you remember?
To die is to have lived. Be thankful for the time we’re given instead of dreading the end.
thank you for your wisdom, horse
Just start taking your clothes off, the song ends real fast.
My mother-in-law and father-in-law (before he died) used to call me on the phone and sing it to me with her singing harmony, while he also played guitar. And while the skill was appreciated… the first couple of times… it got old fast. And taking off my clothes would probably not help in that situation. I mean, obviously I did that anyway, but it didn’t help.
It’s also a great way to end a fight.
No one wants to fight a naked guy.
My fetish is to meet a woman on tinder, take her to a restaurant, and excuse myself. I then go tell the staff it’s her birthday so they go sing happy birthday to her while she is alone at the table.
I then leave.
I have only had to endure this 5 or 6 times in my life every year people would try to get me into it and i respectfully decline . But sometimes they show up at 12 with cake and shit and i just go along with it because i don’t wanna dissapoint them knowing how much effort they put into it.
OK, my friends have an alternate happy birthday song, which is infinitely better, and still fulfills the societal expectation of a birthday song. The lyrics go like this:
This is your birthday song. It isn't very long. Hey! *single clap for punctuation*I’d suggest adopting it into your friend group for a better future.
I like that idea, but I have a better one that no one seems to catch on to yet. Namely, at most, walk by me, say “happy birthday,” then forget about the fact that it’s my birthday. Not saying anything also works.
I figure it’s impossible to fight the tide, but maybe you can channel it a little bit.
Yep, another birthday is soon rolling around for me also. Luckily the friends who wish me happy birthday always call and do it in “opera” voices so it’s extra annoyingly loud and obnoxious. One can never be too embarrassed on one’s birthday, right?
The skip button is located in the face of the singers. You need to push really hard, but only once.
I, too, hate being surrounded by a warm and plentiful gathering of friends and loved ones singing a song of appreciation for me. Every year! Without fail! All of them never forgetting. There are always so many of them! Like, just for once, let me have a birthday alone in a Texas Roadhouse, which I have never done!
Humans suck. I don’t want them to sing to me.
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I had a big party my mom threw for my 40th birthday because she has a huge house and lives in the town where I grew up and half the people there never left. Another good percentage of them moved back. Anyway, I mostly ended up only talking to a handful of people who sort of monopolized me, so it was less fun than it could have been. Don’t get me wrong, it was great talking to them since I hadn’t talked to them in ages, but I ended up wishing I had talked to more people. I haven’t had a party since. Next year will be my 47th. Maybe if my mom is still around when I’m 50 she’ll do it again.
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