Kevin has new cheesecake at the top of his Large American Penis. Red hair, black velvet collar, and calves that could crush my head like a grape.
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What a coincidence – I’m off for wild birthday celebrations as well. You and I can compair our slurred, imcomprehensible notes on Monday. Until then, lets here from the immortal Dean Martin:
“If you can lie on the floor without holding on, you’re not really drunk.”
If this site ever votes for a patron saint, it should definitely be Dino. Happy 33rd, VP. Hope it turns out better for you than it did for JC.
BTW, got my VodkaPundit goodies today. Can’t wait to fill my mug with extra-strong pro-globalization Starbucks first thing in the morning.
I couldn’t find this before, but this is a good birthday poem for you. Lyric, actually.
We’re neither pure, nor wise, nor good
We’ll do the best we know
we’ll build our house and chop our wood and make our garden grow.
Happy birthday, pal, I’ll be hoisting a glass of Barolo in your honor tonight.
Graffiti seen on a wall in the U-District in Seattle.
Martini glass with the slogan under it: “Fuck Jerry’s kids, help Dino’s kids”
I pity people who don’t drink, when they wake up in the morning, that’s the best their going to feel all day.”
Ya did well, birthday boy. I’m STILL feeling residual party effects.
The problem with the world is that everyone is a few drinks behind.
And God said, “Let there be beer!” And He saw that it was good. Then
God said, “Let there be light!” And then He said, “Whoa – too much
welcome to hangoverland. population:you.
Must have been a helluva birthday. Coffee. Black. Lots of it.
Since there’s no way that we can get Stephen to drink responsibly, cant we just insist that he keep drinking all the time, thus avoiding any productivity-reducing hangovers? Druken blogging is more fun anyway.
Hello? Hello? ::tap tap:: anyone there?
You’d best get back soon. Your fans are beginning to worry.
A good birthday investment would have been a watch and a person to show you the position of the big and little hands after 48 hours. It’s been WAY longer than that. We miss you.
“It’s the sauce, boys.” — Ted Kennedy
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