Where's "Happy birthday Vifferman?"

[vifferman]

Happy birfday dude.

Seven cakes eh?
Fark, glad you've got an excuse or I'd be fuckingrumpy, wot, wiv not having any cake 'an all...

Weeeellll...
I didn't actually count them... I think there were 7, but it may have been more. There was definitely a multitude of cakes. I hid some in the freezer, but the ones that I left out seem to have a weird cake sex orgy in the night and multiplied. Bastids!
We 've also got too many strawberries.
And too many bottles of Moteiths Summer Ale, after it became outre without anyone telling me. One minute it's like, "That summer ale is really good, y;know, it's like refreshing and stuff!", and the next it's like, "Oh no - that's far too sweet. I couldn't drink that!"

What else?
Too many jackets. I can only wear one, y'know.
Too many years. 99 is like, f'kn OLD.

Too many zips. The new jacket has like a bazillion, incluidng a choice of two 'zip to' ones, neither of which will mate with my pants (Italians and Dutch must be completely differnet species of Urpeens.)

And not enough thanx, for you kindly folx (jrandom, janno, BigDave, cowpoos, Ocean1, MyGSXF, Crisis management, Colapop, Kinje and those I've already thanked:

Thankyou Very Much!

This is a great birthday. It more'n makes up (so far) for all those not-so-great ones.

[Kinje]

Happy birthday vifferman

Hope ya have a great day

[Beemer]

Hope the day keeps getting better and you get an excuse to try out that new jacket - assuming you can figure out how it works!

Cake? Mmn, real cake - not Christmas cake, which I am sick of already as I have to make them!

I hope you still get Christmas presents tomorrow.

[Prof - R]

Happy birthday vifferman!

[Swoop]

Happy birfday that man!!!

Obviously riding a VFR does wonders for the age. You don't look a day over 98!

[Ocean1]

Weeeellll...
I didn't actually count them... I think there were 7, but it may have been more. There was definitely a multitude of cakes.

Bastidge.



*Skulks off to feel pressies under the tree...*

[vifferman]

Bastidge.



*Skulks off to feel pressies under the tree...*

Sorry.
Y'see, the vifferbabe don't bake. Nup.
But the outlaws have come to stay, so the vifferbabe's mum brought a veritable SWAG (i.e., lots) of bakings. And then last night we had the other outlaws for dinner, and there's this running gag of sorts with the vifferbabe's sister, who's a keen baker. It started some time back, when she was visiting, and I teasingly asked her where the cake was. Ever since then, she always brings cake (I dunno iffen she actually realised I was teasing her...)
Our blardy pantry and fridge are groaning with foodstuffs (and some stuffed foodstuffs), and the blardy offspring have buggered off to a party, leaving the four (or maybe 5) of us with a huge roast pork. Or pork roast, or one of the above. Which I put on at 3:30ish.

If someone had bothered to ask me, I woulda said, "Nup - beer and snacks'll do me."