39 candles today for the big guy, Mr. Poop and Boogies, my better half. The smell of sausage is in the air. Happy Birthday, Bill. Today we celebrate you, and all the wonderfulness that you bring to our lives.
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We 40-year-olds resent your “Fire Hazard” title on this post.
Happy birthday, Bill!
Happy Birthday to a guy who can always get a laugh out of me!
I like the “old age” tag. Nice touch.
good thing you have three boys to help the old man blow out all those candles!
Happy Birthday Mr. Poop and Boogies
Happy BD, P&B!
Happy birthday, Bill!
Happy belated birthday, Bill!! Now enough with the sausage farts.
Sausage or Scrapple?