My mom-in-law, Mary Pigeon, turns (mumblemumble) today, and the kinfolk are throwing her a birthday bash in Sin City.
I was unable to attend, Nov. 5 being the day I always wash my scalp, so I thought I’d slap together this little video by way of atonement.
Happy birthday, Mary — and many more.
P.S.: Whadja get me for your birthday?
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How could you not smile at those critters!
Well, all of ’em except that last one. He’s kind of ugly-scary.
“Dogs have masters, cats have servants.” Origin of this unknown, but I think Boo wrote it.
Duh. I thought you were picking on Mr. Boo again.
Must be something in the water up in Bibleburg…..
+1 though I must admit this is the first VIMEO thing to actually work for me, so there’s that. Buon compleanno to your suocera, who like mine, has a smart and beautiful daughter who made only one stupid decision in her life…the one when she said “I do”.
Funny how we all have such smart, beautiful wives who are normally so thoughtful, but all of whom made that same one stupid decision in their lives…
Happy Birthday to Mary!
We’re all damn lucky, something I try to remember every day.
Indeed. Charles Pelkey claims to be a member of a club of men who married above their station. I believe I am their poster child.
Don’t you owe somebody sumthin’ for using the happy birthday song?
Happy b’day Mary!
Hey, I paid my 99 cents to iTunes. …
Happy Birthday!
Looks like the mom-in-law had quite the to-do, Libby. The kiddos got her a tiara and sash, an Elvis impersonator and ever’thang. I have video of that, too, but am awaiting clearance from Herself and Herself the Elder before publication. That’s a pair you don’t want to cross.
Happy Birthday Mary!
This time it’s what Larry Said.
‘Tis a rare day indeed when we cite Larry rather than his wife, eh?
POG if I co-opt this for a one time showing on Dec. the 9th near the GOG would you let me slide and not sic the lawyer hounds upon me? I promise to have bikes involved in a multitude of fashions and it is my wife’s birthday, which she has special attachment to my self I pretend the day slipped my memory. My father called me derrick because he thought I would need a lift but i think this would be uplifting for Mary. Thus I have already poached it, muchas gracias. You and Herself and Boo, if he travels are of course invited. Even though it is her celebration she is the cook. So the food is awesome, the only reason it is not the best is because of this guy.
Co-opt away, Derek. All property is theft, as you know. Plus, since my own mom’s name was Mary, I figure I have a ton of penance to perform, and thus anyone bearing that handle gets a freebie until I’ve worked off the bad karma. This shouldn’t take more than ten thousand lifetimes.
Mister Boo looks like the kind of guy who would look good doing backflips for the camera. Ever tried to get him to do that?
Jon, as a card-carrying Japanese Chin, Mister Boo does what’s called “a Chin spin,” which involves whirling around in circles like a dervish. That’s nearly as good. Easier to stick the landing, too.