Today is my father's birthday. Above, I present one of his favorite ties, complete with coffee stain. This tie went out on the town and soaked up some excellent conversation along with the occasional spot of Bordeaux.
For his birthday, I propose a holiday: Burtday. Take your wildest tie to dinner, laugh with your family and friends, fight for the check and over tip the waitstaff.
Or eat in, and donate what you would have spent. But still you can wear the tie, and drink a toast to wonderful wearers of wild ties, like my father.
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