There are so many things I could put in this topic. I could be sentimental, I could be lighthearted, I could even be a bit mushy and tell you all that today is the 18th birthday of a dear friend of mine, an absolute gem of a human being whom you all know as Nuju Metru. I could post ironic gifs of bad dancers, I could unhealthily foster one of his many Broadway crushes, or I could talk about the way he thinly veils his own vanity and charm inside BZPRPG characters.
But I won't. This is partially because it only begins to scratch the surface of the many, many nuances that make up the birthday boy. But mainly, it's because when I had my birthday, and then again when I hit 10k, Aaron continually spammed me with derogatory and sometimes downright hurtful limericks and haiku. So now I'm going to do the same to you, darling.
His name is Aaron.
He can be cool sometimes, but
Mainly, he's a scrub.
But don't forget who beat him.
Heh, that would be me.
There once was a GM named Nuju
His charries employed darkest juju
His Skakdi, off kilter!
His Toa, no filter!
His ideas? They were sorry and cuckoo.
But that's enough out of me: I'll save the rest for Skype, or maybe I'll blow your phone up overnight with some more as they come to me. For now, happy birthday, Aaron: enjoy it as only you can, live it like no one else could, and deserve it like no one else should. Love youuuu~
P.S. Bonus points if you can slam him with a haiku or a limerick in the replies. I want blood, people.