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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?
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Most happy thingies Mr C, you old fart.
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?
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.
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.
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.
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.
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