Happy Birthday Gary!


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gamecat said:
Happy birthday! Someone get this man a stripper!

No! Don't! He's old now - it'd give him a heart attack! :D

If ever I play under him, I'm probably going to die in the first five minutes.

Just kidding, of course, Gary. Happy birthday again, and many happy returns! (Many, MANY happy returns; we've got to give you time to finish the Complete Guide to Castle Greyhawk and Regions Below!)
 

Happy birthday, Gary!

And I hope that you'll spend it doing something you like (e.g., role-playing). :)
 




Well Damn!

Didn't expect to find this thread here. Thanks for the good wishes.

Now, as for those poking fun at their elder, perhaps they won't live to reach such exaulted state, eh?

:rolleyes:

Frankly, were it not raining here today--at long last, we've had a drought--I'd be out and about, not messing around online. Guess I'll have to wait until afternoon or evening to meet those three strippers...

Gary
 

Hey! I resent that! I poke fun at everybody! I'm an equal-opportunity...er...poker.

Hmm. That doesn't sound so good, come to think of it.
 

Mit herzlichen glückwunsch zum Geburtstag!

Hmm... German 2 is really going to suck this year... I don't remember very much... is that even correct...?

Anyhow....

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GARY! YOU'VE MADE MY LIFE INFINITELY MORE FUN!
 

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When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now
Will you still be sending me a valentine,
birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
If I'd been out til quarter to three, would you lock the door?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty-four?

Oh, you'll be older too - Ah
And if you say the word, I could stay with you

I could be handy mending a fuse, when your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside,
Sunday mornings, go for a ride
Doing the garden, digging the weeds, who could ask for more?
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty-four?

Every summer we could rent a cottage in the Isle of White,
If it's not too dear
We shall skrimp and save, grandchildren at your knees,
Vera, Chuck, and Dave

Send me a postcard, drop me a line stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say,
Yours sincerely, wasting away
Give me an answer, fill in a form, mine forevermore
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty-four?
 

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