Well, it appears that Bob is going to be a shit head and not tell us his actual birth date, so I have baked him some "Special Cookies" to celebrate the occasion.
And if he doesn't stop being such a dick wad about it, he may just be getting a cake instead of cookies. We all know he isn't a cake man, but I always make good on my promises. So spill the beans, Bob, or else!!
Hope you are having a wonderful Non Birthday today!
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17 comments:
Oh.My.Goodness.
If you keep posting photos like that I'll never tell you when my b-day is.
That's too damn funny for words. Thanks Cece!!!
Never?
That...that...what IS that? I'm scared of it!!!
I was just on the phone with Cece and she presented this to me. I nearly died. I said "For Christ sakes it has veins. I don't think I want that thing near me!" Bob, you're a good lookin' fella, but I'll be honest, don't come near me with that thing!!!" Good God!!!
Knock it off. When the hell's your birthday? I'm serious. WHEN THE HELL'S YOUR DAMN BIRTHDAY. *Starts baking a cake.* Oh, you betcha. You're in for a rude awakening.
XO
Cece, I love you to bits. You're the best!
I second Megan in saying
Oh my god what is that
Cece, is that second photo an actual "dick wad?" I've never seen one so I just wanted to know.
Happy Birthday, Bob! You are the best.
Hi Cece!
Hi Megan!
Hi Susan!
Hi Leah!
I'm almost got my monkey mind under control...almost.
I knew RC wouldn't be able to resist this one. I knew it!!!!
Hiya, RC! Miss you!
bob, i dont give a damn about your birthday
* wanders through the Cafe... high fives Kylie, takes a turd cookie... keeps walking *
Today is not Bob's birthday.
When Bob's birthday actually comes around ... I will wish him a Happy Birthday ... but in a private email ... because he doesn't want anyone else to know when it is.
Joe - You know that Sam Cooke song, "The Great Pretender" ????
The turd cookies are cute. I wonder if my kids would eat them if I made them...
That second picture is creepy looking. I don't know what it is and I don't want to know. It's yucky.
The solution is simple...
Bob is a Taurus. So every single day, from April 21st through May 21, we say happy birthday to Bob. Except May 4th. That's MY birthday. ;)
Okay, Cece, seriously, what is that?
I'll just keep everyone guessing.
LOL!
These comment so far are just hilarious.
I think it's a yule log.
I am so NOT going to you all when my birthday is.
Oh my. veins too.
Happy anatomically correct and scatologically accurate non B-day.
Best wishes,
Skeeter
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