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Someone Is Attempting to Duck A Natal Day

And his initials just happen to be

JoA.

Heh. He's seen this present before, but not with his old football helmet in front to give you an idea of the scale...

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[Note to Brab: Report to the rack. Again...]

22 Comments

Happy Birthday!  come sit on my lap and tell me what you want little boy!

I figure enough people try that with you the rest of the year!
 
How about a nice herd of attack sheep?
 
Tsar Pushka would look good in front of the Castle.  With Mons Meg across the street in the other pasture...
 
Happy Birthday!!!
 
Happy Birthday!!!

That makes what, 39????
 
Happy Birthday, John :-)
 
Bill, in your note to "Brab", you write, " Note to Brab: Report to the rack again." Now, over the ages the term "rack" has been defined in different ways. Would you  please clarify your definition and usage of the term. *<SNERK>*
 
Grumpy - both usages apply to Brab.  But only the Hubster knows for sure.
 
John, felicitous anniversary! Looks good on ya.

Um, Lamigra, what's that in human years? (running)


 
Happy Birthday John!

Just think if you guys lost the War of Independence you would receive your letter from the Queen.
 

If anyone's gonna give John a felicitous birthday.... it had better be SWWBO, or else John may not live to see his next birthday.

oh.

wait.

felicitous.... not fellatious.

*nevermind*

 
Your mind runs in well worn channels :D
 
Oh, and John... check your email.  My present couldn't be attached to my comment without photo-hosting.....

 
So, you are now a year older than me (until the end of August).

I will not sing to you. (Maybe next year)
 
Many glad tidings to you, Massa!
 

Suddenly, I'm reluctant to check my email...

But thank you all. 

I forwent the colonoscopy for a echocardiogram this year.  The cardiologist gushed "Pretty valves!"

I am perplexed.   But apparently, despite my girth, the ticker is fine.

Heh.  Now I'll prolly have the Mother of All Infarcts.

Yanno, I never useta worry about that.

While the alternative is unpalatable... fie on this aging thing!

 
... fie on this aging thing!

Quothe the youngster.

Contextually-speaking, of course...

 
Happy Birthday John. They come faster now so be careful. Don't put off anything, do everything, and smile a lot. It will drive people crazy.
 
Barb, you were supposed to report to the rack. Why don't you sound *taller*?
 
Barb - your "present" arrived on the Natal Day. 
 
Happy Birthday...a day late.
 
Happy Natel day John!