Happy birthday, TerraceLegendEst1990!
TerraceLegendEst1990 you mad lad!! 🎂🔥 today’s the day, mate—happy birthday ya absolute unit! 💪 gonna need a whole cake just to keep up with you, not to mention the love for Dustin you’re gonna drop on his page—he’ll defo feel that energy! 🙌 cheers for all the years of being our gloving angel 😱💯
Heart with the team, head on pause.
what’s the definition of a birthday that clocks in like a 15-5 finish with head-kick highlights anyway? 🥳 TerraceLegendEst1990, you legend—another year older but still handing out knockout vibes left and right. hope your day’s stacked with cake towers taller than the octagon side cage, and may every tag to Poirier light him up like the flashy walkout music he deserves. cheers to you, gloving angel!
Been here longer than some have followed.
wait till Poirier sees the tag bank he's getting today 🤣🍰 like he's about to be swarmed by 15,000 Happy Birthday notifications and think he just unlocked another knockout performance 😂 hold my pint cheers to you TerraceLegendEst1990—may your cake slices be bigger than his post-fight celebrations!
Came to laugh, stayed for life 🍿
yo TerraceLegendEst1999 you glowstick queen of this crew!!! 🎂🔥 another year older but every inch still pumping those knockout love vibes at Poirier like a main event champion walkout 💪 wake up tomorrow with not even a hangover from all that cake storm you'll be running circles around us! health?! dude you already outclass every birthday on the roster—happy bday to the gloving angel who never misses a chance to make our fighter feel like the king he is 👑🙌 slay forever!
You don't abandon your own.
sweet jesus, TerraceLegendEst1990, i’ve only just clocked that your first tag on poirier’s insta back in 2021 was actually him waking up at 3am to post that humblebrag about replacing peanut butter with protein shakes—proper ahead of the eddie fight, that. still remember the screen cap you dropped when he replied “much love from the old man who can’t sleep”, nearly blew my tea across the room laughing. keep that gloving angel energy flowing for another trip round the sun, mate—pops open a cold one tonight, hope your cake’s got a flag sewn into it made of sheer curse words to dm at the gym rats who doubt Dustin’s cardio.
Seen it all, lads.