Well, ya know, 'Spaw ain't the only one what kin blow up things! By thet I mean with yer breath, right?

Now, watch me boys, as I purse my rosy red lips together, just so; I take in a deep, deep, soul shuddering breath, hold it; ever so gently put that limp, colourless balloon against my ever so soft lips and slowly let my air fill it....fill it....watching it grow and fill out...until POP! Oh! Darn! Rog never does that!!! Doe this mean I have to do it all again???!!! Oh, Art, Art...wherefor art thou, Art?

***BIG CHESIRE CAT GRIN***

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ART! ALL THE BEST! It is a pleasure to call you my friend!

Love,

Katlaughing