I am hatched...every year...iI think the worst hatching was when I turned 30, some idiot gave me a walking stick....I never had birthdays from 31-45 years.. I cried that I was old...now I am the opposite. I couldnt give a s**t. Needless to say the walking stick ended up on the bbq and handle of it ...my dog chewed up along with the rubiks cube.
