Today is Miss Piper’s 14th birthday! That’s right, the Grand Dame, the Matriarch, She Who Shall Be Obeyed has stalked this planet for 14 years, putting an end to noisy play fighting and raisin’ up fosters right! About once a year she tries to kill herself in a spectacularly bizarre way, but in the end, she keeps on truckin’. Here’s to many more years together, Fabulous Miss P!
This sweet, generous, kind soul has a message for everyone on this, the day of her 14th birthday:
F*ck you, don’t touch my cake.
F*ck you, don’t touch my cake.
F*ck you, don’t touch my cake.
F*ck you too, don’t touch my cake either.
And f*ck you, don’t touch my cake.
Fuck you. Don’t. Touch my. Cake.
Isn’t she just the cutest?
(Special thanks to Auntie Fiona for picking up the “f*ck you don’t touch my” cake.)
It’s my birthday too – I am exactly 30 years older than Piper. It used to be the WooTWoo’s birthday as well, until I actually read their paperwork and found out they were born in the summer. Piper is happy not to have to share her birthday with anyone else. I’m pretty sure she wishes she didn’t have to share it with me.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY PIPER!!