Monday, 7 April 2008

Happy 50th Birthday to Me













Give or take an hour, I...

Readers: You're fifty?

Blogista: With one bound he was free.

Readers: Free of what? Seems to us like you're more - fucked.

Blogista:

Readers:

Blogista:

Readers:

Blogista: With one slow bound he was fucked.

Readers: Nothing like losing a Mexican stand-off on your fiftieth birthday, eh?

6 comments:

x said...

Most happy thingies Mr C, you old fart.

OHara said...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY BIRTHDAY Dear Chertzy
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU

Have a good one. I trust you are off tonight to celebrate?

Mad Dog said...

Hmm, an Aries I presume. That explains a lot. You are an old fart now and I can empathise. I'm constantly being told that age doesn't matter. If anyone says this to you just give them a slap. I can't think of a single advantage to aging other than to have disgracefully alcoholic parties. Anyway Happy Birthday and enjoy the day.

Chertiozhnik said...

Ohhhh thank you.

I got a big cake at a surprise-ish party, so now I am living on cake, deep-fried cake fingers, boiled cake, cake à la gateau, cake on toast etc.

Expect this blog to halt mysteriously in about a week.

Wickedred said...

MERRY HAPPY BIRTHDAY! How exciting. I hope you had a grand time and got sufficiently blotto.

I will now have a drink in your honor.

Chertiozhnik said...

Why thank you, Ms WickedRed, I did indeed get plastered, to the point beyond joviality where one starts a losing fight with the bathroom mirror. Still, only happens once, eh.