Well, first of all, in the few years I've been here it seems that the Spawzer has had more birthdays than Mosses... But that's okay... I mean, heck, it's all a cycle and, yeah, there are peaks and vallies and there are these valleys known as "dumbass old fucks vallies" (DOFVs) between the "wisdom of age peaks" (WOAPs)... Well, Mosses understood this and the Spawzer, tho he might deny it, knows it as well... That comes with being a couple hunnert years old, ya see??? Now being a mere 49 years of age, me and EJ are just dumbass young fucks so we ain't been to the mountain top yet so we ain't seen all that the Spawzer has seen... But that ain't nuthin' to hold against us or hold for or against the Spawzer... Jus' an observation which, ahhhhh...
...brings me to my young dumbass fuck point and that is, ahhhhh, well, seein' as the Spawzer has taken on yet another of these things -birthdays, you know, that in itself is cause to get drunk so...
...think I'll run out to Sweet "No-peein'-in-the-parkin'-lot" Springs Store, get me a 12 pack of ice cold Iron City, take it and my fishin' pole down to the river and hopefully be passed out by noon there on the banks of the Shenandoah...
But whilst I still somewhat conscious another Happy One to the dumbass old fuck!!!