Time really does fly. Just yesterday those four people were only 33. I’ll never forget my 34th birthday. There were a lot of presents and I remember dad saying that they were all just for me. After excitedly ripping them open, they all ended up being empty boxes. I asked dad if this was some kind of sick joke, and he said no…. use them to pack your things and get out. As if that wasn't bad enough, my birthday cake was so small, it could only hold one candle on it. The candle fit nicely in a conical shaped hole that was slightly off the center of the cake, but I remember it smelling really nice. It wasn't really anything special because that's the way a urinal cake is supposed to smell.