Chuck Norris Birthday Meme Novels & Stories

Sadly, it was my friend that's so excited about celebrating my birthday. "Cher, you know my birthday is next week," I said to her sadly, I do not want to kill her joy but I just want to remind her that it is not yet my birthday. *MY BIRTHDAY IS THE DAY I SHOULD BE CELEBRATING ABOUT, IT IS THE DAY WHEN THIS TRASH WAS BORN."* ~~~~Present Sigh... "Joanabe? What's with your deep thoughts?" "Hey, Joanabe, blow your cake before flies can eat this cake." Cheryl pouted. She is being impatient.

As Charmine swam in her thoughts, her phone rang. It was a notification for a group message. Since they parted, Chris had pulled them into a group chat named, [Happy Family of 3]. Chris texted, [Good morning, Mommy! A beautiful day starts with a hearty breakfast. Don’t forget to have breakfast, Mommy!] Subsequently, he shared an article that read, [Health Department published that the patients who don’t eat breakfast have a 20% death rate than normal people.]

"It's George's birthday! And it would make him really happy if you were there. You are his best friend." Fùck. How could I forget? Tomorrow is my birthday. And I'm not happy about it. ****

He kept thanking them over and over again. “What a coincidence! While Kirk and Chase share the same birth date, someone else does as well! Have you all already forgotten who else used to celebrate his birthday on the same day as Chase back in junior high?” said Lolita hurriedly when she saw everyone sending money over to Kirk for his birthday. “Who? Nobody really comes to mind!” Several of the classmates seemed very puzzled. “Humph! If you really can’t guess, it’s Gerald! His birthday is today too! He’s always celebrated his birthday on the same day as Chase. Three of our classmates are celebrating their birthdays today!” said Lolita.

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sadness plagues her voice as she keeps her eyes away from him. 'Please, can it not be something very important.' He silently prays. "You know how I am, babe, short-term memory and all. I admit I'm getting old." he tries to cover up with the joke. She rolls her eyes but still smiles and he pats himself mentally for a job well done. "It's my birthday today, 25th December." His mouth opens, and it nearly hit the floor. He couldn't believe he forgot her birthday. What kind of husband forgets his wife's birthday?

"Now seems like a good time because we have an hour without anyone being able to interrupt us." "December thirtieth," he says and quickly glances my way, "1989." "You're only twenty-eight?" I ask after quickly doing the math in my head."How old are you?" He asks in response, "when's your birthday." "I'm only twenty-two," I tell him, "my birthday is May thirtieth." "Wait, you're only twenty-two?" He asks shocked and I nod my head. "Yep," I say, popping the 'p', "born in 1996."

she muttered, gesturing at the food on the table with her hands. "There is even a cake" she added. "You really don't know that today is your birthday?" He shook his head in awe. "What" she muttered and checked her phone, it was true, today is Saturday, 18th of may, her birthday, she is clocking 18 today. "I can't believe you forgot your birthday" he scoffed in disbelief and she looked down. "Lia, why didn't you tell me today is our birthday" she said in her head.

The door was closed and I crunched my eyebrow in confusion. I opened the door and screamed in surprise as the light beamed and everyone jumped up. "Surprise!!! Happy birthday!!!" They yelled as my eyes widen. "Birthday?" I asked as Neha came in with a homemade birthday cake. "Today is July 7," she said as my eyes widen. Today is my birthday! "I forgot," I said as Jaylen laughed and bumped his shoulder to me. "You always forget," he said as I blushed. Yea he is not wrong. I always forget my birthday. I get too busy to look at dates.

"The least I can do is to celebrate you for being born, yet I did not even remember to ask." "Hey. We are here together. Walking around with you and seeing you happy is enough for me. Furthermore, I don't remember the importance of birthdays because the last one I recall celebrating was when I was five, and then in a week, shit happened and I lost my happy family. I sometimes forget birthdays." He chuckled. "So it's nothing special." "You are special to me." I swallowed the lump in my throat. "Your birthday should be special to me." He pinched my cheek playfully. "Fine. Celebrate it with me then. What do you have in mind?"