Just ask Rick. He turns 24 today. It sucks so much that I thought his birthday was actually the 24th of this month. But he let kindly let me know I had mistakenly moved his birthday 10 days (without prior notice). So we moved it back to the 14th and I treated him to some Rudy's BBQ. Hopefully the weight of the food in his stomach caused his memory to malfunction and all he remembers is the fabulous BBQ.
Happy birthday buddy! We'll always have Rudy's... and that kikckass Tetris-meets-Street Fighter Playstation game. And next month, I fully entitle you get to forget about my 24th birthday too. As long as you let me win a game of the Super Puzzle Street Fighting game.