It was (bizarrely) more difficult to rhyme Kristin with things than Andrew. Maybe I need more coffee.
Many happy birthdays to my friend silverhill. May all your ice creams be Chocolate Therapy!
And now, a rap song:
Now please, stop, you have to listen, happy birthdays in order for my friend Kristin, Spells her name with an i, and not an e, and please avoid Comic Sans most definitely, With mad Adobe props she styles the world, jiggle magic hair and it comes unfurled. I get a feverous phage, when she steps on the stage, cause homegirl bustin’ moves like a theater mage-- Hey Kristin, My eyes be mistin’, Cause Adam you be kissin’, on the dance floor like a piston, playin’ games like whist and, hey look, everybody, it’s Katrin and Tristan!
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
beagley) wrote,
