Today Mom turns 64(err, I mean 46). We're gonna take her to breakfast at the airport cafe and have a good time. She's never been there, and she's going to love it! The food kicks ass, the girls are hot and it's really cool watching planes taking off and landing while grinding down bacon and eggs. I suspect Dad will enjoy the thumpin' of the Huey's too! I know I will...
Breakfast On!!!!!!
Happy Birthday Mom! I love you! Thank you for all you do and thank you for putting up with my crap for all these years. I love you so...
A day in infamy...
Never again.
I'm the rifle behind every blade of grass...
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Tell your Mom Happy Birthday from Texas.
Please wish her "Happy Birthday" from rainy Washington as well :) !
Warm Wishes to your Mom from snowy Toronto. A 79 (my sweet son says: "forever 69") French Canuck.
And tell your mom happy birthday from Seattle, too.
Hey. You'd better hope your mom doesn't read this blog. I mean we've got heavy metal, we talk about smoking pot, slugging booze, cursing, fuck big government, etc. Dude. HAHAHAHA!!!!
Paul, my Mom's put up with my shit for years. She knows what I do and what I've done. I have nothing to hide from her.
She knows of my debauchery and drunkeness!
One of these days, I'm gonna get her into Metal...
One of these days, I'm gonna get her into Metal...
My youngest brother tried forever to get our mom to listen to Twisted Sister. I don't think it ever happened. Give it up, CD. My mother-in-law still thinks the Beatles are the anti-Christ, even though their songs have become supermarket music.
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