Bad, GUEST, bad...

My daddy taught me real early that tghere are three things you just don't do... First, you never ask a woman her age... Second, you never ask a woman how much she weighs... I can't tell you the third thing...

But, really, what to do fir her birthday??? Well, I found this metal rooster sign/sculpture and had him awaiting for her this mornin' when she walked out into the kitchen... She loves roosters so I've allready done purdy good so...

...hmmmmmm??? Waht more should I do??? Think I'll just grap a couple guitars and head up to D.C. for the barber shop blues jam... Yeah, that sounds like a good way to celebrate the P-Vine's birthday...

(Yer askin' fir it again, Bobert...)

Hey, I was jus' funnin'...

...kinda...

Bobert