Yeah, it’s my birthday.

After so many hallowed birthday bashes, there’s just something sacrilegious about hiding from kids on Halloween with the porch light off.

At least I can finally say my age is now the answer to the meaning of life, the universe and everything

5 Responses to “Yeah, it’s my birthday.”

  1. Gotta nice bottle o Scotch wait’n for your arrival there jimmy.

  2. ok, junior

  3. We’re gonna party likes its my Birthday… Happy Happy !!

  4. your age IS relative & so are we ! happy birthday to our wonderful, tho nomadic son inlaw ! xxxxxs & oooohhhhs

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