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By Bill on March 22, 2011 | | Comments (10)
Back up forty-eight hours -- it was Maggie's Birthday!

*scrambling to find and hog-tie a sailor to FedEx to Boston*

Happy -- *koff* kinda belated -- Birthday, Princessa de la Moata!

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By John of Argghhh! on March 22, 2011 7:05 AM
Ruh-roh.  We're dead.
 
By BillT on March 22, 2011 7:11 AM
Yup.

Soooooooo dead.
 
By Argent on March 22, 2011 7:14 AM
Happy Birthday! 

And you can have Roast John and Lithium basted Bill for dinner.
 
By John of Argghhh! on March 22, 2011 7:37 AM
Yer part of the Dead Pool, too, Argent.  Nice try.
 
By Argent on March 22, 2011 8:00 AM
Erm I uh.  oo look sailor!  <runs>
 
By Casey on March 22, 2011 1:59 PM

Argent says:
Erm I uh. oo look sailor! <runs>
Nope. Not gonna go there. At all.


 
By John of Argghhh! on March 22, 2011 2:03 PM
Ooo.  Low blow, Casey.

Oh, wait.

Gack.
 
By Quartermaster on March 22, 2011 5:56 PM
 Quartermaster will be in hiding for a cuppla weeks until Bill finds another Sailor to FedEx.
 
By Cricket on March 23, 2011 1:42 PM
At least Maggie will get to play with her food before she eats it...

I would.
 
By Justthisguy on March 24, 2011 9:33 PM
As I wish Maggie a happy belated birthday, I say that she needs nobody else's help when it comes to finding a likely sailor and tripping him.

I will now cue up "The Glory of the Yankee Navy" by John Philip Sousa. There really is a Sousa march for every occasion.