Happy Beerday
My friend Brian is moving in with me if he pasts an exam for a school he wants to go to tomorrow. He is my friend my middle school and highschool.

Today he went with me to my father's birthday party.

My dad my mom moved to Jersey City because it's closer to their offices. It cuts the commute something like 80%. But what you don't know is that their building is like a dorm room and their friends always knock on the door to see what they are doing. They are having a huge Xmas party.

My dad's cake was chocolate chip and had blue icing that read "Mr. V. Happy Beerday." Apparently my dad loves brandy.
And my mom started taking sips of red wine.