When my big brother turned 30, I got him a t-shirt that says "I'm not 30. I'm 29.95" When I turned thirty, guess what was gifted to me? Well, it's been a few years since I turned 30, and I've held on to the t-shirt, waiting for someone turning 30 who was worthy of the family tradition. And here's the someone (who's having just a little bit of crisis about his upcoming birthday in November):
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