This is typically a day of very dark reflection, either because of the act itself or the hoops you were forced to jump through as a result of knocking up a very crazy and hormonal young tramp.
What am I doing for my abortiversary, you ask? I'm going to go get shit-faced, hopefully resulting in some permanent amnesia that will encompass said abortion.
My near-baby-mama wants to know what we should do to celebrate our abortiversary. I suggested getting her a hysterectomy.