Birthday as a kid, always wanted to have a party or invite some friends over. Convince my moms to do it, but bust it. My mother decides to get a fruit cake as a birthday cake a fucking fruitcake b, knowing I don't like that shit, so what makes you think my friends will like it. The embarrassment and ether in the streets lasted for weeks. LMAO the looks on my friends faces as they tasted it will forever be scorched in my mind. Never again did I have a party, ask for a party, or even have friends over, smh.