I’m posting this late in the hope that no one will notice.
You can post things late, but when you do, I always get it in my mailbox. You can run, but you cain’t hide, bwah!
God, you’re so old! 😉
Michelle got me one of those “You’re growing hair out of your nose and your ass is sagging, but you still look good to me” cards.
I was not amused.
I still see Zeus in the mirror every morning. She is beginning to see Seuss apparently.
“I still see Zeus in the mirror every morning. She is beginning to see Seuss apparently.”
That, I like. Happy Birthday, Mark. You’re only as old as you…fuck it, I hope you’re drunk.
Many happy returns of the day, Mark!
Getting older sucks, but it beats the alternative.
My sister always says this on her birthday: You will always be older than me. I likewise state the same sentiment on your birthday, too.
Don’t pull that trigger. You’re not even to the Depends stage yet.
Depends on what you mean by “Depends”.
So I’m several days late, but happy birthday!
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