Everyone at work forgot it was my birthday.
Naturally, I was quite sad.
At first, I just slept a lot, due to the depression and loneliness.
But then I realized I'M BETTER THAN THAT
So I immediately sent out invitations to my party.
The morning of the party, I started getting ready for my guests.
Soon enough, my corgi friends started arriving.
My best friends were the first ones to arrive, as usual.
There were a lot of characters. Of course THESE GUYS gotta show up, making the party a little douchey
The sleezy friend who's always trying to get some tail (get it? tail?)
Dude, this isn't a costume party
There's always (at least) one hipster that shows up...
But then my girlfriend showed up. She looked so beautiful.
I couldn't stop staring at her.
To get the party started, we all sat down for cake and some drinks.
The booze was a-flowin...
Everyone started taking selfies and posting them on instagram
Corgi's started climbing on furniture..
...and trying to start conga lines
And i'm like "WHO INVITED THE DACHSHUND??"
I CAUGHT THESE TWO GETTING DIRTY IN THE MASTER BEDROOM
Someone else passed out after they ralphed in the bathroom
The bathroom line got too long so the guys started peeing in my yard.
Eventually everyone started getting really sleepy.
I tell ya, it was not fun cleaning up in the morning.
I had a massive hangover. Thank goodness my humans helped.
From all of this, I learned one important thing: I am MAGNIFICENT.