It's my 18th birthday today, which means I can get (legally) pissed, vote, and, of course, get my very own credit card.
Well aren't you going to wish me happy birthday?
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Well, 18th birthdays ;-) Luckily, I didn't end up like my mate - vomiting over the rugby club floor, dancing half-naked and making an arse of myself. And then forgetting in the morning. [Edited on 5/30/2004 4:21:35 PM]