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Female Performer Chat: Happy b-day LickaU
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dan_in_florida
6/9/10 @ 4:07pm
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Posts: 1,501
A special birthday song for our own little old Bartsky, who's always there with a glass of beer & a bag of cOOkies 
~"Happy Birthday to you, Merry Birthday to you!
May all your good dreams and fine wishes come true!
May every day bring you its own special cheer,
The gift of our friendship, and fortune this year..!"~
From the movie "The Wizard Of Speed And Time" (don't worry admins, the film director, song author, & copyright holder is an old friend of mine...)
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~"Happy Birthday to you, Merry Birthday to you!
May all your good dreams and fine wishes come true!
May every day bring you its own special cheer,
The gift of our friendship, and fortune this year..!"~
From the movie "The Wizard Of Speed And Time" (don't worry admins, the film director, song author, & copyright holder is an old friend of mine...)
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Created by:
derek99
6/9/10 @ 5:27pm
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Location: Living, and stranded on an island in Canada
Posts: 70,616
I didn't know, and realise that today is your birthday, Bart. I remember my friends' birthdays, when they have one, and I say you are one of them. I hope you do have many more good ones to come. 
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Created by:
vabeachdude
6/9/10 @ 5:37pm
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Location: VA Beach Baby
Posts: 138
lol HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEET HEART HOPE YOU HAVE A AWESOME DAY AND NIGHT MUAH MUAH MUAHlove taylah Quote
Created by:
amicu
6/9/10 @ 8:43pm
(EST) |UTC - 5:00
Location: In the F4F Archives, Sublevel 5, aisles 71-72
Posts: 1,088
the scene:
A sunny day at Shady Grove Active Living Retirement Home for the Nearly Incoherent. A buxom young nurse's aide (are there any other kinds of fictitious nurse's aides?) wheels a rather aimless-looking LickaU across the front lawn.
Aide: "Now Mr. LickaU, that time it was deliberate! I warned you about grabbing, one more time and I'll see to it you get Tim to give you your bed baths from now on. Is that going to be necessary?"
Bart: "No ma'am! I'm 97 today. It's my birthday, I get a freebie."
Aide: "You get a birthday party with a hat and four balloons, and an extra pudding cup sir, you do not get to feel me up!"
Bart: "Yep. Okie-dokie Miss. Ne-ne-nuh-ne-nuh-nah, say it's my birth-day. Ne-ne-nuh-ne-nuh-nah, it's my birth-day too, yeah!"
at this point Bart throws his Gandhi-bald wrinkly old head back toward her, as he looks up at the aide from the vantage point of a bosomy Gibraltar, and starts violently shaking and blowing something vaguely resembling a raspberry, only with thin emeliated lips and one prominant snaggletooth competing for attention with the ample arrangements of our nurse, and shouts, "Motor boat! TtthhhppppppppPP!!!!!"
Aide: "Mr. Licka! Ughh!"
She leaves in disgust, our LickaU alone in his chair, bobbing his head..
Bart: "Ne-ne.. nuh-ne... nuh-nah.... birth-day.. neh-nah... yeah. Boobies for the birthday boy."
Enter Teddy with his walker, working his way down the handicap ramp at about .015 mph.
Teddy: "Bart? 'Zat you Bart? Are we gettin' barbecue fo' yer birf'day this time sonny?"
* editor's note, with a million billion posts, Teddy is the only one among us with the credentials to call Licka 'Sonny'
Bart: "Nope. Rooooot beer and cOOkies!"
The one obtrusive vein on Teddy's forehead throbs, his eye twitches, his Attends shift heavily.
Teddy: "Fuck yer cookies! It's the same every year. Cookies and root beer, Root beer and cookies. Damn nabbit! The root beer gives me the shits!"
Bart: "But you get changed eight times a day. Everything gives you the shits."
Enter D9ITL8R from the backyard, shuffling rather quickly, his four strands of hair on the left side of his head neatly slicked back, the two strands on the right wildly blowing in the breeze. He's wearing only calf-high black socks and a rather lopsided parenthesis-shaped erection.
D9ITL8R: "FIVE HOURS!!!! Somebody get a witness, I want a notary! NURSE! FIVE HOURS AND SEVEN MINUTES!!!
he runs off.. somewhere off scene we hear, "NURSE!! Come sign my 'rection!"
Enter another old man from a wheelchair-accessable van that just pulls into the driveway. He's dressed in a smoking jacket and purple slippers. Unlike D9ITL8R he's also wearing pants.
Shouts from everyone: "PURGGG!!!!!"
A plane flying overhead flies a sign exclaiming, "Purg!!!!"
Somewhere in a Swahili village a deaf and blind girl mutters her first word, it sounds much like "Duh-dumba-duh". Which is Swahili for "Purgggg!!!"
Purgatory: (drives up to Licka and Teddy with incredible control over his electric wheelchair) "I didn't miss the party, did I?"
Bart: "Nope, I'm 97 today. Teddy shit himself again."
Teddy stampers off. His attends give him away, he did indeed shit himself. Again.
...
Later on, at the party.
There are indeed four balloons. Everyone has a pudding cup and a dixie cup filled with Diet Caffeine-free Root beer, although flat as the carbonation leaves extra clean-up in everyone's depends for the nurse's aides. Teddy was right. LickaU sits happily at the head of the table, gnawing away with his singular snaggletooth at one rather huge Mrs. Field's cOOkie. Rheza is off to the side being spoon-fed pureed cookies and Dan_in_Florida is laying in his rollaway bed (which is decorated with Delorean stickers and cardboard cut-outs) watching everyone and haplessly touching himself. SIlVASI-I and VABeachDude are sitting next to one another introducing themselves to one another every four and a half minutes, as they have been for the last twelve years. hfactor is rather intrigued with some sort of scab he's discovered on his nearly hairless head, and is quietly checking it every ten minutes, anticipating his bath when he can soften 'er up and pry it free. Everybody misses Suggsie, who sadly didn't make it through the last year after a massive heart attack during an escapade with a Page Sixtyfour girl (they're the washed up Page Three 4th Place runner-up Not-Quite-Ready-For-the-Donkey-Tail-to-be-Pinned-Up girls) though we all had our suspicions when he'd escape with two new spritely seventy-somethings each weekend for a romp at trendy sexy young places like Sizzler and the Ponderosa buffet. But Paperpunch is there, with big saggy ears and Derek99 has successfully put fifteen rolled-up napkin bits in his left ear without Paperpunch's knowing the better, while cougar_62's fallen asleep with his bibby on and is mumbling something in his sleep about keeping kids off his grass but it's disturbingly adult-themed. The whole gang is here, albeit most of us really disinterested, a couple still slightly coherent enough to pay attention to the occassional cookie, or the nurse's aides' cOOkies. But we're out in the sun on a picnic with cookies and clean diapers. It's a good day.
All: "Haaaapppy Biiirrrrth-daaay, toooo yoooouu, Haaappy Birthday, tooo you.."
D9ITL8R: "5 and a half hours... god damn... my chest hurts."
All: "Haaaapppy Biiirrrth-daaaay, dear Baartsky.."
hfactor_: "ooooh, soooooo close to coming off, can't wait!"
All: "Haaaapppy Biirth-daaay, toooo youuuuU!!!"
..
And so it goes, another birthday at the Shady Grove Active Living Retirement Home for the Nearly Incoherent.. our little boy Bart spends another birthday amongst friends. Friends with depends. And cookies. And we all hope he's around for a most happy 98th.
Keep on dancing you spritely old fool, we all love ya.
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A sunny day at Shady Grove Active Living Retirement Home for the Nearly Incoherent. A buxom young nurse's aide (are there any other kinds of fictitious nurse's aides?) wheels a rather aimless-looking LickaU across the front lawn.
Aide: "Now Mr. LickaU, that time it was deliberate! I warned you about grabbing, one more time and I'll see to it you get Tim to give you your bed baths from now on. Is that going to be necessary?"
Bart: "No ma'am! I'm 97 today. It's my birthday, I get a freebie."
Aide: "You get a birthday party with a hat and four balloons, and an extra pudding cup sir, you do not get to feel me up!"
Bart: "Yep. Okie-dokie Miss. Ne-ne-nuh-ne-nuh-nah, say it's my birth-day. Ne-ne-nuh-ne-nuh-nah, it's my birth-day too, yeah!"
at this point Bart throws his Gandhi-bald wrinkly old head back toward her, as he looks up at the aide from the vantage point of a bosomy Gibraltar, and starts violently shaking and blowing something vaguely resembling a raspberry, only with thin emeliated lips and one prominant snaggletooth competing for attention with the ample arrangements of our nurse, and shouts, "Motor boat! TtthhhppppppppPP!!!!!"
Aide: "Mr. Licka! Ughh!"
She leaves in disgust, our LickaU alone in his chair, bobbing his head..
Bart: "Ne-ne.. nuh-ne... nuh-nah.... birth-day.. neh-nah... yeah. Boobies for the birthday boy."
Enter Teddy with his walker, working his way down the handicap ramp at about .015 mph.
Teddy: "Bart? 'Zat you Bart? Are we gettin' barbecue fo' yer birf'day this time sonny?"
* editor's note, with a million billion posts, Teddy is the only one among us with the credentials to call Licka 'Sonny'
Bart: "Nope. Rooooot beer and cOOkies!"
The one obtrusive vein on Teddy's forehead throbs, his eye twitches, his Attends shift heavily.
Teddy: "Fuck yer cookies! It's the same every year. Cookies and root beer, Root beer and cookies. Damn nabbit! The root beer gives me the shits!"
Bart: "But you get changed eight times a day. Everything gives you the shits."
Enter D9ITL8R from the backyard, shuffling rather quickly, his four strands of hair on the left side of his head neatly slicked back, the two strands on the right wildly blowing in the breeze. He's wearing only calf-high black socks and a rather lopsided parenthesis-shaped erection.
D9ITL8R: "FIVE HOURS!!!! Somebody get a witness, I want a notary! NURSE! FIVE HOURS AND SEVEN MINUTES!!!
he runs off.. somewhere off scene we hear, "NURSE!! Come sign my 'rection!"
Enter another old man from a wheelchair-accessable van that just pulls into the driveway. He's dressed in a smoking jacket and purple slippers. Unlike D9ITL8R he's also wearing pants.
Shouts from everyone: "PURGGG!!!!!"
A plane flying overhead flies a sign exclaiming, "Purg!!!!"
Somewhere in a Swahili village a deaf and blind girl mutters her first word, it sounds much like "Duh-dumba-duh". Which is Swahili for "Purgggg!!!"
Purgatory: (drives up to Licka and Teddy with incredible control over his electric wheelchair) "I didn't miss the party, did I?"
Bart: "Nope, I'm 97 today. Teddy shit himself again."
Teddy stampers off. His attends give him away, he did indeed shit himself. Again.
...
Later on, at the party.
There are indeed four balloons. Everyone has a pudding cup and a dixie cup filled with Diet Caffeine-free Root beer, although flat as the carbonation leaves extra clean-up in everyone's depends for the nurse's aides. Teddy was right. LickaU sits happily at the head of the table, gnawing away with his singular snaggletooth at one rather huge Mrs. Field's cOOkie. Rheza is off to the side being spoon-fed pureed cookies and Dan_in_Florida is laying in his rollaway bed (which is decorated with Delorean stickers and cardboard cut-outs) watching everyone and haplessly touching himself. SIlVASI-I and VABeachDude are sitting next to one another introducing themselves to one another every four and a half minutes, as they have been for the last twelve years. hfactor is rather intrigued with some sort of scab he's discovered on his nearly hairless head, and is quietly checking it every ten minutes, anticipating his bath when he can soften 'er up and pry it free. Everybody misses Suggsie, who sadly didn't make it through the last year after a massive heart attack during an escapade with a Page Sixtyfour girl (they're the washed up Page Three 4th Place runner-up Not-Quite-Ready-For-the-Donkey-Tail-to-be-Pinned-Up girls) though we all had our suspicions when he'd escape with two new spritely seventy-somethings each weekend for a romp at trendy sexy young places like Sizzler and the Ponderosa buffet. But Paperpunch is there, with big saggy ears and Derek99 has successfully put fifteen rolled-up napkin bits in his left ear without Paperpunch's knowing the better, while cougar_62's fallen asleep with his bibby on and is mumbling something in his sleep about keeping kids off his grass but it's disturbingly adult-themed. The whole gang is here, albeit most of us really disinterested, a couple still slightly coherent enough to pay attention to the occassional cookie, or the nurse's aides' cOOkies. But we're out in the sun on a picnic with cookies and clean diapers. It's a good day.
All: "Haaaapppy Biiirrrrth-daaay, toooo yoooouu, Haaappy Birthday, tooo you.."
D9ITL8R: "5 and a half hours... god damn... my chest hurts."
All: "Haaaapppy Biiirrrth-daaaay, dear Baartsky.."
hfactor_: "ooooh, soooooo close to coming off, can't wait!"
All: "Haaaapppy Biirth-daaay, toooo youuuuU!!!"
..
And so it goes, another birthday at the Shady Grove Active Living Retirement Home for the Nearly Incoherent.. our little boy Bart spends another birthday amongst friends. Friends with depends. And cookies. And we all hope he's around for a most happy 98th.
Keep on dancing you spritely old fool, we all love ya.
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Created by:
vabeachdude
6/9/10 @ 9:31pm
(EST) |UTC - 5:00
Location: VA Beach Baby
Posts: 138
That sounds like one amazing party Ami!!!!! Let's have it again tomorrow. 
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d9itl8r
6/10/10 @ 7:32am
(EST) |UTC - 5:00
Location: Practicing my Lotto 6/49 Happy Dance !
Posts: 3,143
the scene:
A sunny day at Shady Grove Active Living Retirement Home for the Nearly Incoherent. A buxom young nurse's aide (are there any other kinds of fictitious nurse's aides?) wheels a rather aimless-looking LickaU across the front lawn.
Aide: "Now Mr. LickaU, that time it was deliberate! I warned you about grabbing, one more time and I'll see to it you get Tim to give you your bed baths from now on. Is that going to be necessary?"
Bart: "No ma'am! I'm 97 today. It's my birthday, I get a freebie."
Aide: "You get a birthday party with a hat and four balloons, and an extra pudding cup sir, you do not get to feel me up!"
Bart: "Yep. Okie-dokie Miss. Ne-ne-nuh-ne-nuh-nah, say it's my birth-day. Ne-ne-nuh-ne-nuh-nah, it's my birth-day too, yeah!"
at this point Bart throws his Gandhi-bald wrinkly old head back toward her, as he looks up at the aide from the vantage point of a bosomy Gibraltar, and starts violently shaking and blowing something vaguely resembling a raspberry, only with thin emeliated lips and one prominant snaggletooth competing for attention with the ample arrangements of our nurse, and shouts, "Motor boat! TtthhhppppppppPP!!!!!"
Aide: "Mr. Licka! Ughh!"
She leaves in disgust, our LickaU alone in his chair, bobbing his head..
Bart: "Ne-ne.. nuh-ne... nuh-nah.... birth-day.. neh-nah... yeah. Boobies for the birthday boy."
Enter Teddy with his walker, working his way down the handicap ramp at about .015 mph.
Teddy: "Bart? 'Zat you Bart? Are we gettin' barbecue fo' yer birf'day this time sonny?"
* editor's note, with a million billion posts, Teddy is the only one among us with the credentials to call Licka 'Sonny'
Bart: "Nope. Rooooot beer and cOOkies!"
The one obtrusive vein on Teddy's forehead throbs, his eye twitches, his Attends shift heavily.
Teddy: "Fuck yer cookies! It's the same every year. Cookies and root beer, Root beer and cookies. Damn nabbit! The root beer gives me the shits!"
Bart: "But you get changed eight times a day. Everything gives you the shits."
Enter D9ITL8R from the backyard, shuffling rather quickly, his four strands of hair on the left side of his head neatly slicked back, the two strands on the right wildly blowing in the breeze. He's wearing only calf-high black socks and a rather lopsided parenthesis-shaped erection.
D9ITL8R: "FIVE HOURS!!!! Somebody get a witness, I want a notary! NURSE! FIVE HOURS AND SEVEN MINUTES!!!
he runs off.. somewhere off scene we hear, "NURSE!! Come sign my 'rection!"
Enter another old man from a wheelchair-accessable van that just pulls into the driveway. He's dressed in a smoking jacket and purple slippers. Unlike D9ITL8R he's also wearing pants.
Shouts from everyone: "PURGGG!!!!!"
A plane flying overhead flies a sign exclaiming, "Purg!!!!"
Somewhere in a Swahili village a deaf and blind girl mutters her first word, it sounds much like "Duh-dumba-duh". Which is Swahili for "Purgggg!!!"
Purgatory: (drives up to Licka and Teddy with incredible control over his electric wheelchair) "I didn't miss the party, did I?"
Bart: "Nope, I'm 97 today. Teddy shit himself again."
Teddy stampers off. His attends give him away, he did indeed shit himself. Again.
...
Later on, at the party.
There are indeed four balloons. Everyone has a pudding cup and a dixie cup filled with Diet Caffeine-free Root beer, although flat as the carbonation leaves extra clean-up in everyone's depends for the nurse's aides. Teddy was right. LickaU sits happily at the head of the table, gnawing away with his singular snaggletooth at one rather huge Mrs. Field's cOOkie. Rheza is off to the side being spoon-fed pureed cookies and Dan_in_Florida is laying in his rollaway bed (which is decorated with Delorean stickers and cardboard cut-outs) watching everyone and haplessly touching himself. SIlVASI-I and VABeachDude are sitting next to one another introducing themselves to one another every four and a half minutes, as they have been for the last twelve years. hfactor is rather intrigued with some sort of scab he's discovered on his nearly hairless head, and is quietly checking it every ten minutes, anticipating his bath when he can soften 'er up and pry it free. Everybody misses Suggsie, who sadly didn't make it through the last year after a massive heart attack during an escapade with a Page Sixtyfour girl (they're the washed up Page Three 4th Place runner-up Not-Quite-Ready-For-the-Donkey-Tail-to-be-Pinned-Up girls) though we all had our suspicions when he'd escape with two new spritely seventy-somethings each weekend for a romp at trendy sexy young places like Sizzler and the Ponderosa buffet. But Paperpunch is there, with big saggy ears and Derek99 has successfully put fifteen rolled-up napkin bits in his left ear without Paperpunch's knowing the better, while cougar_62's fallen asleep with his bibby on and is mumbling something in his sleep about keeping kids off his grass but it's disturbingly adult-themed. The whole gang is here, albeit most of us really disinterested, a couple still slightly coherent enough to pay attention to the occassional cookie, or the nurse's aides' cOOkies. But we're out in the sun on a picnic with cookies and clean diapers. It's a good day.
All: "Haaaapppy Biiirrrrth-daaay, toooo yoooouu, Haaappy Birthday, tooo you.."
D9ITL8R: "5 and a half hours... god damn... my chest hurts."
All: "Haaaapppy Biiirrrth-daaaay, dear Baartsky.."
hfactor_: "ooooh, soooooo close to coming off, can't wait!"
All: "Haaaapppy Biirth-daaay, toooo youuuuU!!!"
..
And so it goes, another birthday at the Shady Grove Active Living Retirement Home for the Nearly Incoherent.. our little boy Bart spends another birthday amongst friends. Friends with depends. And cookies. And we all hope he's around for a most happy 98th.
Keep on dancing you spritely old fool, we all love ya.
HILARIOUS !!!
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A sunny day at Shady Grove Active Living Retirement Home for the Nearly Incoherent. A buxom young nurse's aide (are there any other kinds of fictitious nurse's aides?) wheels a rather aimless-looking LickaU across the front lawn.
Aide: "Now Mr. LickaU, that time it was deliberate! I warned you about grabbing, one more time and I'll see to it you get Tim to give you your bed baths from now on. Is that going to be necessary?"
Bart: "No ma'am! I'm 97 today. It's my birthday, I get a freebie."
Aide: "You get a birthday party with a hat and four balloons, and an extra pudding cup sir, you do not get to feel me up!"
Bart: "Yep. Okie-dokie Miss. Ne-ne-nuh-ne-nuh-nah, say it's my birth-day. Ne-ne-nuh-ne-nuh-nah, it's my birth-day too, yeah!"
at this point Bart throws his Gandhi-bald wrinkly old head back toward her, as he looks up at the aide from the vantage point of a bosomy Gibraltar, and starts violently shaking and blowing something vaguely resembling a raspberry, only with thin emeliated lips and one prominant snaggletooth competing for attention with the ample arrangements of our nurse, and shouts, "Motor boat! TtthhhppppppppPP!!!!!"
Aide: "Mr. Licka! Ughh!"
She leaves in disgust, our LickaU alone in his chair, bobbing his head..
Bart: "Ne-ne.. nuh-ne... nuh-nah.... birth-day.. neh-nah... yeah. Boobies for the birthday boy."
Enter Teddy with his walker, working his way down the handicap ramp at about .015 mph.
Teddy: "Bart? 'Zat you Bart? Are we gettin' barbecue fo' yer birf'day this time sonny?"
* editor's note, with a million billion posts, Teddy is the only one among us with the credentials to call Licka 'Sonny'
Bart: "Nope. Rooooot beer and cOOkies!"
The one obtrusive vein on Teddy's forehead throbs, his eye twitches, his Attends shift heavily.
Teddy: "Fuck yer cookies! It's the same every year. Cookies and root beer, Root beer and cookies. Damn nabbit! The root beer gives me the shits!"
Bart: "But you get changed eight times a day. Everything gives you the shits."
Enter D9ITL8R from the backyard, shuffling rather quickly, his four strands of hair on the left side of his head neatly slicked back, the two strands on the right wildly blowing in the breeze. He's wearing only calf-high black socks and a rather lopsided parenthesis-shaped erection.
D9ITL8R: "FIVE HOURS!!!! Somebody get a witness, I want a notary! NURSE! FIVE HOURS AND SEVEN MINUTES!!!
he runs off.. somewhere off scene we hear, "NURSE!! Come sign my 'rection!"
Enter another old man from a wheelchair-accessable van that just pulls into the driveway. He's dressed in a smoking jacket and purple slippers. Unlike D9ITL8R he's also wearing pants.
Shouts from everyone: "PURGGG!!!!!"
A plane flying overhead flies a sign exclaiming, "Purg!!!!"
Somewhere in a Swahili village a deaf and blind girl mutters her first word, it sounds much like "Duh-dumba-duh". Which is Swahili for "Purgggg!!!"
Purgatory: (drives up to Licka and Teddy with incredible control over his electric wheelchair) "I didn't miss the party, did I?"
Bart: "Nope, I'm 97 today. Teddy shit himself again."
Teddy stampers off. His attends give him away, he did indeed shit himself. Again.
...
Later on, at the party.
There are indeed four balloons. Everyone has a pudding cup and a dixie cup filled with Diet Caffeine-free Root beer, although flat as the carbonation leaves extra clean-up in everyone's depends for the nurse's aides. Teddy was right. LickaU sits happily at the head of the table, gnawing away with his singular snaggletooth at one rather huge Mrs. Field's cOOkie. Rheza is off to the side being spoon-fed pureed cookies and Dan_in_Florida is laying in his rollaway bed (which is decorated with Delorean stickers and cardboard cut-outs) watching everyone and haplessly touching himself. SIlVASI-I and VABeachDude are sitting next to one another introducing themselves to one another every four and a half minutes, as they have been for the last twelve years. hfactor is rather intrigued with some sort of scab he's discovered on his nearly hairless head, and is quietly checking it every ten minutes, anticipating his bath when he can soften 'er up and pry it free. Everybody misses Suggsie, who sadly didn't make it through the last year after a massive heart attack during an escapade with a Page Sixtyfour girl (they're the washed up Page Three 4th Place runner-up Not-Quite-Ready-For-the-Donkey-Tail-to-be-Pinned-Up girls) though we all had our suspicions when he'd escape with two new spritely seventy-somethings each weekend for a romp at trendy sexy young places like Sizzler and the Ponderosa buffet. But Paperpunch is there, with big saggy ears and Derek99 has successfully put fifteen rolled-up napkin bits in his left ear without Paperpunch's knowing the better, while cougar_62's fallen asleep with his bibby on and is mumbling something in his sleep about keeping kids off his grass but it's disturbingly adult-themed. The whole gang is here, albeit most of us really disinterested, a couple still slightly coherent enough to pay attention to the occassional cookie, or the nurse's aides' cOOkies. But we're out in the sun on a picnic with cookies and clean diapers. It's a good day.
All: "Haaaapppy Biiirrrrth-daaay, toooo yoooouu, Haaappy Birthday, tooo you.."
D9ITL8R: "5 and a half hours... god damn... my chest hurts."
All: "Haaaapppy Biiirrrth-daaaay, dear Baartsky.."
hfactor_: "ooooh, soooooo close to coming off, can't wait!"
All: "Haaaapppy Biirth-daaay, toooo youuuuU!!!"
..
And so it goes, another birthday at the Shady Grove Active Living Retirement Home for the Nearly Incoherent.. our little boy Bart spends another birthday amongst friends. Friends with depends. And cookies. And we all hope he's around for a most happy 98th.
Keep on dancing you spritely old fool, we all love ya.
HILARIOUS !!!
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holy crap!!! Amicu, l've never known exactly what it is yer sellin... but double my order, and l am sooo freakin glad that l never read this post b4 l saw you in my room tonight... as the mascara would be rampant.. with you and the 'dancin man' at the same time.. holy hell... somebody put a finger in the dyke... er that didn't sound right.... well just pass the kleenex would ya? oooo is the Dutch boy here?
So a whole heartily birthday wish to you my hugable, danceable generous man Lickau! Cheers my darlin
always kissin yer best bits Bart..
xox
SL
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So a whole heartily birthday wish to you my hugable, danceable generous man Lickau! Cheers my darlin
always kissin yer best bits Bart..
xox
SL
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A little late but HAPPY BIRTHDAY LickaU 
. Hope you had an outstanding birthday. ~1 Cali
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. Hope you had an outstanding birthday. ~1 Cali
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Happy Birthday mate.. we are waiting for you in Sub-a-dub-dubs 
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I have a present for you there too
so I hope you are still up 
Best Wishes
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..I have a present for you there too
so I hope you are still up Best Wishes
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ourjeffie
6/9/11 @ 2:26am
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Location: Brisbane Australia, home of the 2032 Olympic Games
Posts: 44,947
Happy Birthday Licka!!! I hope you have the greatest of birthdays.I hope i'm as happy and full of life as you when and if i reach your age.I raise a cookie in one hand and a root beer in the other and send you cheers for your B-day.Your a great friend to all.model or members.
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