. poetic license

[jack kearney]

Jack You pap'd me mid-sip. Those little glasses made me feel like a giant. But then all the empty glasses made me look like a lush.

[sylvia constantinou]

S Y L I'm a bad influence on you. I also loooove this one of you but hate it of me: Look at your arms, they make me feral.

[jack kearney]

Jack I love that one, you look adorable. This might be my favorite.

[sylvia constantinou]

S Y L I love that one too, that's the first picture I ever posted to get over 1m likes!

[jack kearney]

Jack A million people looked at that, wow. Mind-blowing. It should be framed, that's one for posterity.

[sylvia constantinou]

S Y L There’s one of your presents sorted. What else would you like?

[jack kearney]

Jack You might call me old, but - clothes. Those vintage boots and that red leather jacket I love? You find the best things.

[sylvia constantinou]

S Y L You're a great muse. OK, that and a few surprises, sorted.

[jack kearney]

Jack I can't wait to see which lefty gag gift Petey gets me this time. If I become a birthday diva, let me know.

[sylvia constantinou]

S Y L You could never. When do you think you'll see your family next?

[jack kearney]

Jack I'm not sure yet. Is it too soon to think about the holidays?

[sylvia constantinou]

S Y L Yes, oh my god as if they are so soon. I actually feel sick, where'd this year go?!

[jack kearney]

Jack Time flies when you're having fun. And once you turn thirty, I probably should have warned you about that.

[sylvia constantinou]

S Y L Am I gonna blink and find myself holding hands with you in a retirement village??

[jack kearney]

Jack Yes, where we'll be rereading your memoir for the hundredth time.