A pork scratching quiche sideloaded with black pudding.
Failing that, something nice - balloons, flowers, homemade cake and a trip to the bowling alley.
Failing even that - skydiving wargaming. Though she might need to grow a ginger pony tail to fit in if the clientele of our local Games Workshop are anything to go by.
"Allow me to channel Linus Torvalds a minute: 'What do you mean there wasn't a backup disk? Fucking kill yourself with a pipe wrench. I hate you, your mother was a whore and your dad was the neighbors dog. People like you make me sick.' "
Well I was going to plan a nice party for her with her friends, and keep it a surprise, but I've been informed that her girl friends are taking her somewhere. :-S
--------------------------------------------- Give me liberty or, I dunno, something.
