The next morning I awoke to the smell of something burning.
The pretty Asian lady; Moon - wait no, Sun - or was it Moon?
Whatever - well she was cooking with that middle-aged African-American lady. And cooking what looked like a boar.
I walked up and asked if I could have some, and that old lady shot me a look, and said, 'It isn't cooked yet."
I ask you, how dare she? Shouldn't they have things ready for me the day after my BIRTHDAY?
Well, later, I went to spy on them, and they were indeed eating the boar without me!
I am outraged.
They waited - until I went away! - to eat it. Even the dirty redneck that stood me up got some, and the fat guy! He doesn't even need it!
Wait until they see what I'm gonna do tonight...
