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Happy birthday to one of my favourite rock 'n' roll rebels! May it be a parade of seemingly inedible food combinations and plenty of good drink, all of which would choke a lesser man.
changed the title, because though I doubt jon minds much, his full name isn't listed on his profile, and we just generally stick to screen names if it's what the poster uses
Happy Birthday, Jon. For you today please enjoy an unassuming beer, several packaged snack goods consisting of improbable colors, flavors, sugar and/or fat contents and all the good things that make you so happy.
happy happy birthday dear mr. mc. it is with great pleasure that i announce the upcoming reunion tour of the traveling wilburys, including both roy and george! (please note that seances may not work at all venues, due to unnatural interference in areas including but not limited to new jersey.)
Awww, thanks guys. What a nice way to begin officially pushing forty. I have a nice day ahead of me, laundry this afternoon (with a visit to the stinkin' drunks at the Remote) followed by a rendezvous with Pips for a nice dinner in the Village. It'll be fun.
(don't read this next bit if you have a weak constitution)
One time we went on vacation, and everyone who ate fries from the McDonald's in Dunbar puked in their beds. It came on us all so quickly that none of us even made it to the can. Some lazy fucking fry jockey didn't change the oil.
Aw, hell, the Flay mean was worth it. I had some nice Scotch that night, too. I'm also hoping that the professional drinkers down at my local dive will throw me a few freebies for my birthday. And my nonna just called and wished me a broken english happy birthday.
I live in Astoria, Queens, chuck, so I don't drive and my corner dive is only a block away (I go there when I do laundry). The clientele is mainly retired city workers (sanitation guys, building inspectors). They guys because I listen to their war stories and play old 70's hard rock on the jukebox, and the old broads love me because by the standards of that joint I'm a hot young stud. It's good all around.
Don't like you no Yes, jon? Then you can never visit me in SLOtown, because one of my neighbors* is that other Jon, Mr. Anderson. (And he performs locally at Mongo's Saloon when he isn't touring in Europe)
Anyway, happy getting older, Jon McNuggets. (Oops, sorry, shouldn't've used your full name)
*okay, 6 miles away, but I'm 5 miles from everything
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