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I don't do birthday shout-outs on my blog. I just don't. I can't remember everyone (contrary to popular belief, I'm not one of those "set an Outlook reminder" people) and inevitably someone gets their panties/boxers in a bunch and the hate mail ensues!
But ...
I just cannot let this day go by without acknowledging Jay's birthday.
See? I kind of use Jay, and he deserves a day on my blog in repayment.
He's my personal social media wiki. He lets me know when I screw up by RT-ing someone I unfollowed, and he is my go-to guy for critical questions like, "Just how far back can I go in my twitter time line without presenting a disjointed social media response?"
And he makes me laugh ...
And he keeps me honest ...
And he doesn't let me get away with my bullshit unchecked ...
He's been a great friend, and some day (i.e. when Redneckville finally opens a liquor store) I'm going to head south and give him his own personal lap dance as a belated birthday gift.
Wait!
Didn't he say something about hemorrhoids in his birthday post? Maybe I'll just ship him a case of Preparation H ... or Tucks (by far the WORST name for a hemorrhoid treatment product).
Maybe the lap dance was a bad idea.
I don't do birthday shout-outs on my blog. I just don't. I can't remember everyone (contrary to popular belief, I'm not one of those "set an Outlook reminder" people) and inevitably someone gets their panties/boxers in a bunch and the hate mail ensues!
But ...
I just cannot let this day go by without acknowledging Jay's birthday.
See? I kind of use Jay, and he deserves a day on my blog in repayment.
He's my personal social media wiki. He lets me know when I screw up by RT-ing someone I unfollowed, and he is my go-to guy for critical questions like, "Just how far back can I go in my twitter time line without presenting a disjointed social media response?"
And he makes me laugh ...
And he keeps me honest ...
And he doesn't let me get away with my bullshit unchecked ...
He's been a great friend, and some day (i.e. when Redneckville finally opens a liquor store) I'm going to head south and give him his own personal lap dance as a belated birthday gift.
Wait!
Didn't he say something about hemorrhoids in his birthday post? Maybe I'll just ship him a case of Preparation H ... or Tucks (by far the WORST name for a hemorrhoid treatment product).
Maybe the lap dance was a bad idea.
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7 comments:
Happy Birthday Jay.. Dana this was to I wont say cute cause you would not like it, it was from the heart!
I think I will head to Redneckville with you when you are ready to go!! Can you Say ROADTRIP!!!!!!
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He's okay. Cheers Dana!!
Thanks for the birthday wishes babe! This was sweet. ;-)
I don't think Jay would ever complain about being used by a female.
Lap dances are never a mistake. LOL
I adore the Viking...
he does rock and I have met him...but I did not give him a lap dance
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