Dance the pagan fertility dance, for it's fetus harvest season here at WO'C. All around the country, the pregnant women are ripe and ready to drop, while on the sunny, fecund plains of Iowa, the ears of corn and spleens of wheat are waving in the breeze, rich and good and ready to be reaped. But it's one ex-fetus in particular who concerns us today: our old friend, the irrepressible (in that one rarely hears him yelling, "Help! Help! I'm being repressed!") Heydave. Please join me in wishing him a sinfully festive natal anniversary.
Happy birthday, Heydave, and thanks for hanging around in a disreputable joint infested with bad wingnuts and even worse movies. Speaking of which, please excuse me...I've got to get back to Yor, the Hunter from the Future...
(the wheat's got heads, as in:
"What's happening with the wheat?"
"It's heading out!")
Thanks, kids! I hereby commit myself to sporadic napping, generalized indolence/insolence and the consumption of libations and/or pharmaceuticals with minimal regard for the morrow!
Ah, feckless middle age. (Actually I have no idea how old you are, but that sounds a lot like my last birthday.)
Enjoy it, heydave, and remember: Hangovers fade, but tattoos are forever.
That sounds like EVERYday for me, D. Just sittin' here, waitin' for the job creators to start creatin'...
Also, not to diminish Mr dave's birthday, but I'm seeing a trend in people getting off easy...
Hm, that photo puts me in mind of scenes of my youth. See, there was this hot, Jersey summer, and my boyfriend borrowed his dad's big sedan, an Olds IIRC... oh, the upholstery!
But enough tender reminiscence. Happy Birthday, heydave, and may your upholstery always be festive!
Tattoos, like scars, are souvenirs one never loses.
She's not Atwell, she's Atgreat!
Very Happy Birthday, HD! Let me know if you want me to post a pic of Nathan Fillion to go with the pic of Atwell.
Hey, many happy returns.
@maryclev: thanks, but the that pic is pretty much spot on with my proclivities.
Could you have a birthday again tomorrow?
Thanks for the picture. It's much more enjoyable than one of Ann Coulter.
Happy birthday Heydave!
I never knew one could find photos of cleavage on the internet. WoC, you have edumacated me again.
Dammit, I did it again didn't I. Late as ever: Happy Birth-month Dave!!
Same here, HeyDave, sorry to be so drag-ass on the birfday wishes. Hope that it was as kinky/relaxing/bondage-y/restful/totally-fucking-toasted a birfday as you so desired, and yes, may any tattoos acquired in the venture be ones of which you are ALWAYS proud, 'cause, well... you know.
(if you get a tat when you are pissed at somebody, not only will the tat SUCK, but it will always remind you of the hateful motherfucker at whom you were pissed @ the time...)
(Belated)HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY JOYYYYYYY!!! Ta-dah-dah da dink-dink, dink-dink!
P.S. Fuck a buncha google if those globe-eating bastards think that they're going to blackmail THIS bitch into giving up the digits for their so-called "security"!!!
Srsly. Fuck 'em. Not that "do-not-call" lists WORK, anyfuckingway, but still, it's my damned right to keep my phone number to my own damned self.
happy birthday, heydave. you're lucky, I just got some sweet architectural structures, unlike the flying buttresses you received ;}
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