skyflynn

Happy Birfday, Mende!

I too, would like to suggest a write-in candidate. Perhaps the image of your long-suffering immediate supervisor:

Happy Birfday, Wendy! Thank you for being so wonderful.

That's a great idea, I'm gonna do that too. I've gotta wait 'til next month, though. There's no way that rag you sent me was Jordan Knight's underwear.

"Thank you, Jeff" just doesn't feel like enough. I've gotten so much more from this place than I could ever give it. I wish I could sum it all up in a sentence, paragraph or a book but I can't and it all comes down to this; Thank you, Jeff.

Bye Buck.

I heard Tommy Stinson turned 40 this weekend. I feel older than a trilobite.

Why do you force me to make these impossible choices? Why not just make me choose a favorite between my children? You heartless bastard.

Happy Birfday!

Happy Birfday!

I'm so very sorry for your loss. I wish I could take away your pain.

Happy Birfday, Bridget!

We're all behind you, Nat. I probably don't have to tell you that since you've felt us there many times before but hey, what the hell...

Happy Belated Birfday, Nat! I wore the underwear you sent me. They're..., um, a little tight. I hope Texas knows how lucky it is.

She's so beautiful! Congratulations!

Thank you all for being so much nicer to me than I'll ever deserve. Amy took Maddie, Jesse and I to Wasabi to celebrate. After a delicious sushi feast, the children took turns teasing me about my argyle socks and tugging on my chin whiskers and suspenders while I smoked my meerschaum pipe. Many of you know how I love to indulge those little hellions but the spectacle of our shenanigans proved too much for such a staid location. Out of deference to our fellow diners, we left the humble eatery, full of the day's good cheer. The children bid us adieu and we were about to begin our sojourn home

Congratulations! Congratulations!

Hey Jen, Happy Birfday! Sorry I'm late!

That sort of absolutism is really harshing my mellow.

Belated Happy Birfday, Dunja! Amy and I miss you.

Happy Birfday, Sam!

Happy Birfday, Johnny! I've got some pics I'll send you one of these days. Enjoy!

Happy Birfday, Tracy!

Classic.

Oh go shut your big, stupid, white head. So I guess joining domestic terrorist organizations is ok, joining foreign terrorist organizations is not. What could be more clear?