Oh hells folks, we got us an ‘extra’ day this year. If you’re born on this day, you are 4 times as young as everybody else by my calculations. Who needs the fountain of youth when you only get a birthday every 4 years? I swear I’d be pissed if I wasn’t getting awesome birthday presents. Talk bout cheap friends and family, you only gotta spend on me every 4 years and you STILL just got me a birthday card with a $10 gift card to Olive Garden (I don’t even like Olive Garden, I HATE YOU GUYS!).
Anyways, let’s get to the real reason for this post, LEAP mother effin’ DAY. From timeanddate.com:
“According to an old Irish legend, or possibly history, St Bridget struck a deal with St Patrick to allow women to propose to men – and not just the other way around – every 4 years. This is believed to have been introduced to balance the traditional roles of men and women in a similar way to how Leap Day balances the calendar.”
Ladies, you know what this means right? If that deadbeat boyfriend of yours hasn’t manned up and proposed, you can now take all the power in the relationship, wear the damn pants if ya know what I mean. If “yo man” says no, then you know where that relationship was heading (I’m free for a rebound date though if you need it!). And for any hunnies who don’t got a man, or who I was maybe supposed to be hollerin’ at but didn’t know, get at me son! What’s the worst that can happen? I say no? You won’t know if you don’t try. You can reach me at 678-999-8212 (Kiss me thru the phonnnneeee). I’ll be waitin patiently (wink face, heart, flowers).
(If anybody actually calls that number trying to reach me, we weren’t meant to be, and in all seriousness, you are an idiot.)