Yeah, yeah, thanks. It’s about the card, not the birthday. Let’s move on. And lest anyone else feel compelled to offer birthday wishes, no need. If you didn’t send a maple bacon donut, it doesn’t matter.
Two boxes of pears just showed up. Great. Now I have to go shopping for Stilton cheese.
the other rob
If you like Stilton, you might want to try Blue Shropshire. It’s a red cheese with blue veins and is absolutely delicious. It can be hard to find, but Whole Foods occasionally gets some.
Thank Heavens the long-running copyright dispute over “Happy Birthday” is over, I’m now free to sing you a rousing public rendition of the song.
But my singing is so bad that likely it would break the Internet (in a bad way). At a minimum, I’d give you grounds to sue me for IIED. So I’ll just wish you happy birthday, and send you a half eaten donut.
I think you are right that its not about the birthday – its about (1) the simple gifts (2) that keep on giving (3) from the people that matter most. Congrats.
Lucky you, you big man egg!
And I have no clue where that came from.
You should put that on your letterhead. Scott H. Greenfield, Curmudgeon, Public Intellectual, and Big Man Egg.
You forgot Admiral.
Damn, I did forget that. My sincerest apologies.
Walk the plank. I’m allowed to say that, right?
I’m afraid we’ll have to wait for a ruling from Judge Kopf, Armiral Your Grace.
This made me smile. I just what I needed today
You nuecene. ;] Happy birthday!
This is why they invented spellcheck.
Happy birthday, Scott!
Yeah, yeah, thanks. It’s about the card, not the birthday. Let’s move on. And lest anyone else feel compelled to offer birthday wishes, no need. If you didn’t send a maple bacon donut, it doesn’t matter.
My donut got crushed when I sealed the envelope and then the postal dog ate it. But don’t worry, you still embarrass me in front of my friends.
It’s my superhero power.
If you get one, dump hot fudge sauce on it. It would work. Yummm.
Cop lovers always want donuts as they age.
That’s a lie. I wanted donuts when I was young, too.
Wow, looks like I just got unlucky with my timing.
Two boxes of pears just showed up. Great. Now I have to go shopping for Stilton cheese.
If you like Stilton, you might want to try Blue Shropshire. It’s a red cheese with blue veins and is absolutely delicious. It can be hard to find, but Whole Foods occasionally gets some.
Sounds wonderful. Thanks for the pointer.
Happy Birthday!
No donut?
Thank Heavens the long-running copyright dispute over “Happy Birthday” is over, I’m now free to sing you a rousing public rendition of the song.
But my singing is so bad that likely it would break the Internet (in a bad way). At a minimum, I’d give you grounds to sue me for IIED. So I’ll just wish you happy birthday, and send you a half eaten donut.
I thank you. The internets thanks you.
Happy Birthday, didn’t realize we were only a few days apart – and I suspect a couple years apart with you winning for the good on that front.
Happy birthday, Kev. And obviously, I’m younger than you. Duh.
Cute card. Condolences on the aging, though. I hear living is the leading cause of dying.
It’s true. Options, however, are limited.
Another year older, but none the wiser, eh? Your donut’s in the mail.
Nice beard. Not a speck of gray!
Cheers!
Happy Birthday!
#cute
Better than #cute. #Adorable.
I think you are right that its not about the birthday – its about (1) the simple gifts (2) that keep on giving (3) from the people that matter most. Congrats.