and 31 since Sunday. Thanks to all who wished me birthday greetings!
I’m now re-cloaking into my world of overloaded system administration…. (bloop)
The deranged mind of everyone’s favourite ne’er-do-well
The deranged mind of everyone’s favourite ne’er-do-well
and 31 since Sunday. Thanks to all who wished me birthday greetings!
I’m now re-cloaking into my world of overloaded system administration…. (bloop)
Happy belated birthday, young fellow. Let’s go knock over a liquor store while we’re both in our prime.
On the pub crawl, my good friend discovered that a local pub sold Lemon Hart Demarara 151 Rum. I’ve been looking for that for quite a while.
The friend is
Not only alive, but also sober it seems! And that at the ripe old age of 31. To paraphrase one of‘s more favorite quotations: How can you live?
Here’s a birthday kiss, sweet man.
And he’s flammable!
Thanks!
and how can I live??
Extravagantly.
Please, go right ahead. As long as you keep it well-documented. I am in dire need fo some vicarious extravagant living.
Ah, I remember 31…
Punk ass kid, GET OFF MY DAMN LAWN!
It’s impressive that you can remember that long ago! At your age!
Happy belated b-day! I’m sorry I missed wishing it to you on your b-day proper but was out runnin’ da streets 🙂
Hugz!