Tonight for my birthday, we all went out for pizza. Mr Bunches played a bunch of games like SkeeBall and things where you win tickets.
He got 71 tickets, and traded them in for some dinosaurs and some army men.
I got some books and a sweater, a new belt, funny socks, and a t-shirt with SpongeBob and Patrick riding a glowing cat, among other presents.
But the nice thing about being 46 is you don't have to care anymore about being a dork.