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17 March 2006
Thirty four years ago today... An advertising guy and his art therapist wife got tipsy at the grand opening party for a new gym. They evaded the crowd for a quickie in the sauna, and Moonbird was conceived.
One tradition states that I came from Thessaly and that I was welcomed by Camese in Latium, where we shared a kingdom. We married and had several children, including the river god Tiberinus (after whom the river Tiber is named).
i was intended
and to be a boy so, heystupid sserver too busynessbooship
i'm pretty sure the act coincided with dad's birthday.
and my sister's
bro is anniversry time.
hmmf
No, it was my birthday, but I knew it was stupid to include myself on the birthday page in the wiki anyway. C'est la vie. I am not a cute lovable bunny. I got birthday spam, though. And a kumquat.
May a rabbit butt you to death! (Lithuanian curse?)
As far as how I was concieved...I was born in December, so I must've been concieved in March. Maybe St. Paddy's day got Dad in the spirit after a couple of Jamesons.
My parents made up after having a fight on the day after New Year's. There was a broken bottle of alcohol involved in the fight, I think because my mom dropped it on accident. No, she wasn't tipsy; she was just clumsy.
No, but my b-day is in February, putting that magic night sometime in May... in Georgia. My mom won't even let you sit too close to her in the car when it's hot and humid, so kudos to my dad for overcoming that to bring me into being. Somehow.
I have no idea how I was concieved except that it was an accident (read: drunkenness) after my mother had already filed for divorce. I know that her ex husband is my father cos I look just like him, but damn I feel lucky to be here :)
No, but I've been told how my brother got here. My parents had houseguests, and the houseguests had the bedroom and my parents were sleeping in the living room, and whatever they were using for birth control was also in the bedroom, and, as my mother put it, "Your father wouldn't leave me alone."
Backseat of my dad's '49 Chevy, the first time my parents had ever had sex and unprotected because my dad thought he wasn't fertile from all the x-rays that he'd had. That's what he claims, anyway. Just a month before my mom's graduation from high school.
My mom and dad were hippies, hangin' out, kind of dating but kind of not. My mom decided she wanted to have a kid, so she asked my dad if he minded if she got pregnant. He said no, and here I am!
At the end of a long Xmas dinner several years ago - one accompanied by copious amounts of wine, I might add - my mother decided to inform those in attendance that I had in fact been concieved in a 1959 Corvette (not unlike this one). I wouldn't think it geometrically possible, but Mom wouldn't make something like that up.
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