A birthday poemToday is you your birthdayAnd you're 28You may be 2 years youngerBut, I'm hotter. Don't hate!Wish we could party with youand eat Jeni's til we explode.But partying in Iraqwould mean a lifetime on the commode!Know that we love youand hope your day is not suckin'Happy Birthday to youAnd for goodness sakes, keep truckin!
How in the world could I top that? Oh, I know I could sing to you...Happy Birthday to you,happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear "Biiiiilllleeeee", happy birthday to you!!! Isn't that better than a phone call in the morning and having to hear it???? Love you honey-Mom
"Isn't that better than a phone call in the morning and having to hear it???? Love you honey-":-(;-)
Thanks for the awesome birthday poem,Sis. We had Mexican food, so you'd be doubly cursed!Mom! It's noon EDT and I still don't even have a birthday e-mail. You're slacking.
I LOVE that the photo came from www.engrish.comthat's awesome.
Tee hee. I always LOVED sweet & sour sand! Hope you have a wonderful birthday, and tell "Stanley" I said hi :-DLady Copper
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