Happy Birthday Sealemon!

and in a post where I’m making fun of someone else’s mistake, I double post.

Yes, folks, senility can strike you in your thirties. :frowning:
Now, before a Not So Great Debate gets started, I’d like to take this time to state that my name is, in fact, pronounced Jamacian style: Seal-E-Mon. Only booze hounds and clog wearing goobers pronounce it the other way.
Mamapotomus! Thanks for your wishes! you got me blushing now. I feel like that Looney Tunes buzzard, digging my toe in the sand and saying “noooo, no no no no no!”

Happy B-day Sealemon. May your cup never run over, but your keg never run dry.

Now i’m really glad I bought you a birthday present since you are saying all those nice things about me. :smiley:

Yeah I’ll be above you allright this weekend…nudge nudge wink wink!!! :smiley: :smiley: :smiley:

Well, there you have it folks. If you don’t hear from me next week, you’ll know I went with a smile on my face!

More like, you’re glad you bought me a present because your birthday is next month! < Ducking and running >


Happy Birthday. How many spankings do I owe you?

Happy birthday you freak! Now go start drinking!!!

Umm, uh…hey Seale… BWAHAHAHAHA!!!

Sorry, had to do that. Now go have yerself another beer…I am! :wink:
(Actually, I’m living vicariously through you since I got called back in to work and am now sitting here, miserable, waiting for my patient to arrive.)


Happy Birthday, OLD MAN! Have a good one.

I won’t bother telling you not to do what I wouldn’t, as we know that would be useless. So do whatever it is you need to do!

Or something like that. (I was striving for wittily hilarious. I think I just got strangely confusing. Oh well, that works too.)