Big deal. I've been 46 since January. (Kids these days...)
Sorry I missed it. I meant to acknowledge it on the actual day, but for some reason I thought it was July 1st... but that's the birthday of that other great Canadian Icon... Canada!
My mother tried to get my niece and nephew to sing 'Happy Birthday' to me from Australia and made the mistake of leaving it as a phone message. It was the worst thing I had ever heard.
I so wish I could find a way to let you guy's hear the one of a kind type of phone messages my mother leaves for me.
They all start with 'Calvin, it' s your mother" and are somehow all built around me not picking up the phone on when she calls.
We had an agreememt that she would call at a pre-determined time once a week to check if I had burned down the house yet. I would take the time and effort to wait for that call (again at the pre-determined time).
She knows I NEVER answer the phone and screen the calls using the answering machine.
If I did answer the phone I would be innindated with taking messages for her from some of her idiot friends who seem to think that since she is not there when she calls that they need to start to tell their problems to me.
They would also make me write down a bunch of information to relay to her that of course I never get down correctly because I am trying to write down all this stupid shit while listing on the phone. I SOOOOOO hate that when the answerinhg machine is a perfect way for them to leave a message that will have all the correct information you want to tell her and is there for her to listen to -en times if she needs to.
As much as I hate cell phones I hate the regular house phone even more and have my whole life.
I don't like to have people acknowledge my day of birth - only fear it.
I always hated growing up and having to basically throw a party once a year for everyone else where I had to entertain them with a kick-ass party and at the end give out all the pieces of a cake that I shouldn't have to share a cake with anyone on my special day.
Dear Peter Pan, My granddaughter Faith was born on the same day. However, she does like aging, it means she can go to a music festival with her sister.
Except, you really gots to start picking up when your mom calls. If you haven't seen the movie 127 HOURS, see it right away, and you'll know what I mean. Basically this guy ends up trapped in a remote slot canyon, starving, freezing and dying of thirst with his arm crushed by a rock,for about a week--and you don't even want to know what he does to get free--because he hadn't picked up when his mom called and nobody knew where he was going. At 46 I bet you're way too smart to get into that fix.
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I'd sing "Happy Birthday" for you but somehow I don't think exploding eardrums are what you want for your b-day.
Big deal. I've been 46 since January. (Kids these days...)
Sorry I missed it. I meant to acknowledge it on the actual day, but for some reason I thought it was July 1st... but that's the birthday of that other great Canadian Icon... Canada!
Happy Birthday anyway.
So, ¡Feliz Cumpleaños, Cal!
Now, let's have some cake!
My mother tried to get my niece and nephew to sing 'Happy Birthday' to me from Australia and made the mistake of leaving it as a phone message. It was the worst thing I had ever heard.
I so wish I could find a way to let you guy's hear the one of a kind type of phone messages my mother leaves for me.
They all start with 'Calvin, it'
s your mother" and are somehow all built around me not picking up the phone on when she calls.
We had an agreememt that she would call at a pre-determined time once a week to check if I had burned down the house yet. I would take the time and effort to wait for that call (again at the pre-determined time).
She knows I NEVER answer the phone and screen the calls using the answering machine.
If I did answer the phone I would be innindated with taking messages for her from some of her idiot friends who seem to think that since she is not there when she calls that they need to start to tell their problems to me.
They would also make me write down a bunch of information to relay to her that of course I never get down correctly because I am trying to write down all this stupid shit while listing on the phone. I SOOOOOO hate that when the answerinhg machine is a perfect way for them to leave a message that will have all the correct information you want to tell her and is there for her to listen to -en times if she needs to.
As much as I hate cell phones I hate the regular house phone even more and have my whole life.
It's part of the 'magic that is me'
I don't like to have people acknowledge my day of birth - only fear it.
I always hated growing up and having to basically throw a party once a year for everyone else where I had to entertain them with a kick-ass party and at the end give out all the pieces of a cake that I shouldn't have to share a cake with anyone on my special day.
Dear Peter Pan, My granddaughter Faith was born on the same day. However, she does like aging, it means she can go to a music festival with her sister.
Happy Birthday. :)
Happy Birthday. :)
Forty-six is a great time of life -- enjoy it!
Happy Birthday Cal! I made you cake yesterday and didn't even realize it.
Happy Birthday! =)
46? you look much younger there big feller, I guess Canada's weather has been kind to you over the years.
Hope you had a good day Cal. You have orbited the Sun 46 times. Weird.
Happy birthday! Did you get some delicious cake?
Said "Happy Birthday" over on FB, but I hope it was a great day for you!
happy belated birthday!
Late Happy Birthday good sir.
Belated happy birthday!
Happy Birthday!
Ahhh- Happy Birthday, Cal!
Happy B-day! I already congratulated you over at Facebook :)
Happy Birthday, youngster.
Happy Birthday to you and your beard. : D
Sam - To be totally truthful it wasd actually the planet that orbitted the sun 46 times. I was just there when it did.
jboypacman - Me amy beard thank you.
Oh my God, I totally just made you a birthday brownie with fudge frosting. Pretty sure you would love it.
You sexy beast- another year looks good on you!
And I can't believe you are wearing a hoodie...it is over a 100 degrees down south. :)
Hey, Cal! Belated Birthday wishes buddy! Sorry I missed it, but I've been away from home for a few days. Hope you had a great day!
46? Here's to at least 46 gorgeous years more.
Except, you really gots to start picking up when your mom calls. If you haven't seen the movie 127 HOURS, see it right away, and you'll know what I mean. Basically this guy ends up trapped in a remote slot canyon, starving, freezing and dying of thirst with his arm crushed by a rock,for about a week--and you don't even want to know what he does to get free--because he hadn't picked up when his mom called and nobody knew where he was going. At 46 I bet you're way too smart to get into that fix.
Happy Belated Brother!!!! I hope all is well...
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