Hey.
I'm thirty. Almost instantly upon reaching this elderly age, I felt wise. I felt the wisdom rush through my veins and arteries with every contraction of my heart. A Wise beat. Since 21, I brought in my birthday with a shot in hand. For 9 years, I started each birthday with 80 proof or better on my lips-- at least 5 times whiskey. This year, I think I knew I was going to instantly become wise and decided at 29.999 years old to forego the shot. Instead, I started a new tradition. Pineapples. I plan to eat pineapples at 12am June 8th for the remainder of my natural life.
I'm wise as f$%&.