Everyday Birthday

And you can be whatever age you wish forever, my little hieroglyph. Did I say if? Funny, we meant chip chip chip, more; than this here. It isn't as good as touching, but what is? I always chafed at the cliche of two (long lost?) lovers bounding across the field to hug and cue spin, but seeing the hands break as the train is pulling out of the station, well, it gets me right there, where I try to pretend to be human.
As if either or any of that were related to our car show, these,
burnouts of our loves; may you have a bag for every impact.