How come it’s always the birthday entries that make me want to write my wittiest entries? Maybe because I feel that yet another year has gone by without me being voted Funniest Man Of The Year? Or because I still haven’t been chosen to host the Oscars?
Whatever it is, please make it stop. I don’t want to be witty on my birthday. I just want to grow old with dignity.
PS: Count the holes. Yes, exactly 26 candles. How’s that for a birthday cake?
I’m going to comment now even though I haven’t congratulated you yet! But I love the cake and I’m devastated that I won’t get a piece of it!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, I’ll speak to you in a bit!
Happy Birthday Richard! I miss you and would love to chat with you soon. Oh- did you read that the legislative branch has voted that freedom fries may now be called french fries agian? America’s lovely government in action. Take care.
Happy Birthday, Richard!
Celebrate your birthday like winning the Pulitzer Prize!
oh dear wahat a nice cake mouthwatering - my birthday cake in maj was a candle stuck in a big round piece of Brie…
16 holes but 30 smarties - makes me think about a deeper meaning to this.
HAVE A TREMENDOUS YEAR, Bro! I am positive the oscar’s commitee will contact you soon!