45.


 
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“Hi Father.”

 

“Listen, son…you were out all night. Where were ya?”

 

“Uh…out…partying?”

 

“That’s cool. Listen, do you want to smoke a doobie with your old man?”

 

“No thanks, Dad. It’s 10:15 in the morning!”

 

“Your loss.”

 

“I’ll split it with my lawyer!”

 


 
 
 
 

Source. Also, happy birthday to blogging brother pal Andrew, who is hip and cool despite not yet being 45.

24 thoughts on “45.”

  1. Did Swampy stop by the shop to offer ya’ some tubers? Oh wait. That was five years ago! Happy Birthday, Mike.

  2. Happy belated birthday, Mike!

    Do what I do when you smoke that doobie, and blast that John Williams score!

  3. For the record “End Title” from Superman was what I was thinking. But basically anything over 4 minutes by the man works!

  4. That sketch was much funnier twenty years ago for some reason. Anyway, belated happy birthday from a fellow 45.

  5. A Happy (belated) Birthday.

    I was wondering why a 45 year old would have such grey hair (I mean… I’m older than that and I’ve only recently grown in some greys here and there), but now I just figure… he must work in a comic shoppe (Zing!).

    Still, Happy Day to you!

    ~P~

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