Dear 21 st birthdays,
I like you. You mark a passage of time. You mark the last government regulation......
until social security.
Or the age to run for president. For this, 21st birthday, I love you.
The point is, you make people feel free and extra happy on this birthday. And you make their friends feel the need to make sure they take advantage of their new drinking age.
For this, I hate you. Around the world new 21 year olds are cursing their friends and the universe for their birthday. And that sucks.
Love, rachel
Sent from my Windows Mobile Phone
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