Okay here are the entries they are numbered in which i received them i asked listeners to create a birthday story real or otherwise for a chance at 200k


3 25k

Tweedy woke up and saw the calender... It was Tweedy's birthday! Tweedy ran downstairs to see his pesky neighbor Cheep pilfering the refridgerator! Tweedy ask Cheep... "What are doing" Cheep already half out the door saying "uh, doing what?' and slams the door. Tweedy squinzed hers eyes in rage. Now, Tweedy knows Cheep all to well. Tweedy knew that Cheep was just stealing chocolate milk from her fridge... Cheep came back later with presents and said happy birth-oof!... but was interrupted when he tried to open the door and it was locked and slammed his face into the door and dropped all the presents. Tweedy ran to the roof with many small rocks and ready for target practice on Cheeps face when... Fire! Cheep dancing from the stingy sky rocks raining all the way back to his house. Now when Tweedy got back to her door.. she saw rock pealted presents laying on the ground and felt really bad with heavy eyes filled with water as her presents crumbled. Tweedy knocked on Cheeps door and appollogized. "Well at least we can eat cake together" said Tweedy.
THE END

2 50k

Well, okay. This isn't exactly a happy birthday story.

The night before my 27th birthday, my mother was driving to Chicago to spend it with me and my live-in boyfriend, Jack. That evening, Jack told me he needed to use my car to go to Kinko's and print some things up (he was a graphic designer). As usual, I tossed him the keys and told him to hurry back, as my mother was going to be arriving in a couple of hours. Some time passed, and I didn't really notice for a while that Jack seemed to be taking way too long at Kinko's. About an hour before my mom was set to arrive, I got a phone call -- it was Jack, and he was in jail. He hadn't gone to Kinko's, he had gone to the west side to buy heroin, and had gotten arrested. Thankfully, he had been out of my car at the time, otherwise it would have been impounded.

So here I am, knowing my mom is gonna show up in an hour, and not knowing what to do. So, I went across the hall, knocked on my neighbors' door, reluctantly explained the situation, and asked if they could give me a ride to one of the worst neighborhoods in Chicago so I could pick up my car. They were nice peeps, and they agreed.

Picked up my car, and arrived home just in time for my mother to get there. We cracked a couple beers and shot the shit for a while, but eventually (of course) she asked the question, "Where's Jack?", and I had to tell her.

Jack finally arrived back at the house the next day, after my birthday dinner was over. Needless to say, I wasn't particularly pleased.

So there's my most memorable birthday story. Sorry it's a bummer.

1 200k

One day, a child 8 years of age was just waking up to go to school. He was young enough to do everything he needed to in the morning but young enough were we wanted him mom around. His mom was downstairs making cupcakes and a cake for his birthday party later that day. The kid was very happy because it had snowed about 3 inches the night before. He got ready for school, took a shower, had a nice breakfast, and went to school. He walked down the street like he always did. When he got to school, he walked to his class and his mom was running behind him. She got there and started to laugh and told him that today was a snow day! So, the boy went home, ate all the cupcakes and cake while his mom worked, threw up, and fell asleep. (best birthday every!!!)