40th Birthday Blues

No, no, it's not my 40th birthday!

One of my oldest (and I do mean oldest) friends turns the big 4-0 on Friday. Late last night I went to the 24-hour CVS, ISO a tasteful card that wouldn't make him feel worse about this auspicious event.

40th birthday cards are CRAP, pure and simple. They were cliché, insulting, and depressing.

My solution?



(Personally, I wouldn't care what the card says. Give me a card with puppies on it, and you've won me over.)