All joking aside, I want to thank everyone for the lovely Birthday salutations. Over the past year, I hope I have touched each and every one of you in some special way. Ewwww! That didn’t sound right. We’ve laughed at each other, cried, supported and even bashed a few but we are still family. Thanks Jeff for an outlet for all of our racial and sexual hang ups, drug and alcohol abuses, ex’s, male bashing, female bashing, farting, pooping, puking, snorting and any other damn thing we can find to blog about. As I celebrate 51 years of life, lift a pint of Golden Elixir in honor of the WVSR and the entire list of folk that make this site a happening place. Now, excuse me while I whip this out:

RNK – Bring it on, I haven’t had a good spanking in a long time.

Bryn – Ooh, baby, you are so talented! Would you like another schnitzengruben?

Son Of Sam – O Lord, do we have the strength to carry off this mighty task in one night? Or are we just jerking off?

Jason – Are you crazy? They’ll never go for it. And then again they might. Those little devils… they love cheese!

T. Farty McAppleass – Now what’ll that asshole think of next?

WB in OH – What’s a dazzling suburbanite like you doing in a rustic setting like this?

Tadpolegal – Happy belated birthday, sorry we missed you. Throw up your hands/Stick out your tush/Hands on your hips/Give ‘em a push/You’ll be surprised, you’re doing the French Mistake/Voila!

Greg – See? In another twenty-five years, I’ll be able to shake their hands in broad daylight.

Enraged by their indifference, he followed them long after they were gone from his sight. He ventured further than any of us had gone before, beyond all hope of return. Swept up by the great currents, he was carried endlessly, across vast oceans, to worlds unknown. So I limped to the nearest saloon, crawled inside a scotch bottle, and I’ve been there ever since. Have fun folks!

I am a vapor, I am a leaf on the wind and then…I am gone.