This is the last year that you can say your 70 something. Knee up your heels and enjoy. Hope your bouncing back after having the flu, it sure can take the good out of yall. Hope your day is a great one.
Grizz and his pugnacious brother are throwing a car party for you, Sunday morning. If you don't show up, your cake will be left out in the rain and replaced with a pie likely too small to stick 79 candles into it:
This is the last year that you can say your 70 something. Next year I'll be 79+ but I don't feel a day over 98. Thanks fannie. I tried clicking my heels and sprained my ankle. I tried bouncing on my ball but bruised it! But I'm calm! Thanks yellerspirit, Orthmann, and 101Volts. Poison you made me laugh. But I'd preferred a topless female with cramps than that dude. But now I know who poison ivy really is.
Why were you looking at the "dude", then? Is it because of the following?: What happened to the other one? I'm telling your wife that you're not numbered evenly. She'll think that Dominitrix Dagmar Donna kept it, to hang from her rear view mirror, Sir
