Let's see. After M. and I ran off to Vegas and got hitched, there was no party. Then when M. turned 28, there was no party. My 30th birthday, and there was no party. Finally, M.'s 29th birthday...there was no party.
Why no parties?
Because when we have one, guys like this show up! We said, "bring diapers instead of booze", fellas, not "wear diapers instead of clothes".
Needless to say, the party was a success, if I do say so myself. Muchos gracias to all the revelers who made sure of it. (And to Auntie Lauren for her help setting up.)
And diaper daddies, you've definitely earned invites to the super exclusive stroller launch and test drive gala slated for April. Well done, lads. Well done.
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