Aw, thank you, guys!!! You always make my day.
It's actually raining and humid here, and unfortunately I have an entire day of meetings (I mean entire--the last one starts at 5:30). However! I have 4 days off and tomorrow Neal has promised to take me out to eat. (Hopefully it's not the Belgian burger and fries place, but we'll see.)
Kisses around the world to you all! xoxoxoxox
(Hopefully it's not the Belgian burger and fries place, but we'll see.)
Belgish burger and fries??? Let me guess, they place a burger patty between two Belgish waffles, using whipped cream instead of mayo and strawberries instead of ketchup. The fries have to be just julienned waffles deep fried for added crunch and more strawberries. I don't even want to think of how they make poutine!!!
Isa now leaves to find Rip and explain the Belgish burgers are off the eatery list.
Belgian burgers?.....i never heard belgium being famous for that...
Anyways...happy birthday Tway
[ Edit: Edited on May 15, 2008, at 7:33 AM by wouterrr ]
Happy B'day Tina! Hope it's a great one and a good year ahead.
Happy birthday, Tina! May it be filled with sunshine (after you finish work , nice food and wine ( I believe in Neal's great taste ) and lots of wonderful presents!
Love from Berlin,
Happy Birthday Tweetybird !!
Ah, hello Soon-To-Be-Mrs. Neal Tweetybird Person!! All the best to your birthday!!!
Thank you all again, wonderful people!
Wine sounds nice right about now. Anyone up for a nice bottle of Little Penguin? I think there's one hidden in the boardroom somewhere...
....meanwhile, exploring the seedy underbelly of Old Montrealistan, Beerman makes an alarming discovery...........
Mon Dieu, Frere Jacques!!!!!! I have discovered the first bowl of poutine ever created in North Americastan here in the seedy underbelly of Old Montrealistan. This should be in a museum, rather than tucked away in the corner of this sewer far below the streets of Blvd St. Denis and Bluejay Way.......hmmmm, this is more curious still.....why is Beerman calling you Frere Jacques? Do you hear bells in the distance?
Armed with the archeological discovery of the hour, Beerman makes his way toward the surface, only to find a group af nattily dressed street musicians wearing "Phil's Harmonics" t-shirts.......and they're playing a familiar song.......
What is it with these people and this Brother John guy?? Ack ack...out of my head!!!! Yes, I hear the damn bells, but do they have to ring every time I lay down for a damn nap???? What the f----
When suddenly, and from out of nowhere, a Renault comes speeding around the corner at easily 375 kph, narrowly misses Phil's Harmonic and Beerman, and heads right through the front door of Hurleys. The driver, without slowing down, grabs a somewhat diluted pitcher of sangria, and speeds off through the back door.
Ah ha, Beerrman has unusually good eyesight. I am have notice that high speed car has "L" in back window...this is mean that driver is novice person who is only allowed to make left turns. Beerman must find this person and get directions to Museum of Modern Archeology and Advertising.
Without warning, the maniac Renault left-turn-only driver returns, throwing a bagful of Tim Hortons out the window, slamming on the brakes at the nearest Starbucks, steals 23 grande sooperfudge-o-matic lattes with sprinkles, and stops right on Beermans left foot.......
Ah HA!!!! It Is I, Twinkly the Driver, here to have you, Beerman, weesh moi the Most Happy of Happy Days. Ta DAAAA!!!!!
And without further warning, the Crazed Happy Girl speeds off, laughing with a sinister twinge of English in her tone and muttering something about memories of Pere Lachaise..........while the quickly fading last verse of "Yer Birthday" echoes down the narrow cobblestone streets of Old Montrealistan.......
Meanwhile, at the Molson Brewery and Poutine Museum.......
Happy Canuckistani Birthday!