I am hereby wishing him a happy belated birthday and I feel terrible about it - not because I'm a good friend who normally recognizes birthdays in a timely manner, but because I loathe the word belated.
Belated.
It seems to be a cross between "bloated" and "deflated". It's a fart word, and only serves to magnify the rudeness of sending birthday wishes late.
Happy Birthday, Dan! Sorry I belated... it must have been all that two day-old birthday cake I ate.
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Your belation is perfectly acceptable to me, so long as you don't hold my head under the covers. :-)
It's a deal.
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