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Did I mention today is my birthday?


62 posted on 10/22/2014 4:22:08 PM PDT by Sensei Ern (FUBO (and Fallujohn Boehner, too))
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To: Sensei Ern

Give that man a blender!!


65 posted on 10/22/2014 4:24:13 PM PDT by MagUSNRET
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To: Sensei Ern

You must 127 years old,ya had a birthday 3 weeks ago

Oh wait,that was me


66 posted on 10/22/2014 4:24:26 PM PDT by advertising guy ( Muslims, another white meat)
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To: Sensei Ern

Hoppy Bird Day, Two Ewes!

Hoppy Bird Day, Two Ewes!

Hoppy Bird Day, Deer Sensei!

Hoppy Bird Day, Two Ewes...


68 posted on 10/22/2014 4:25:58 PM PDT by Clint N. Suhks ( Laughter is the best medicine, unless you have diarrhea.)
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To: Sensei Ern

Happy Birthday Ern!
“Another day older and deeper in debt”
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Tennessee Ernie Ford - Sixteen Tons - 1955
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1PITYbSZZfk
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Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man’s made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that’s a-weak and a back that’s strong

You load sixteen tons, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don’t you call me ‘cause I can’t go
I owe my soul to the company store

I was born one mornin’ when the sun didn’t shine
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
And the straw boss said “Well, a-bless my soul”

You load sixteen tons, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don’t you call me ‘cause I can’t go
I owe my soul to the company store

I was born one mornin’, it was drizzlin’ rain
Fightin’ and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in the canebrake by an ol’ mama lion
Cain’t no-a high-toned woman make me walk the line

You load sixteen tons, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don’t you call me ‘cause I can’t go
I owe my soul to the company store

If you see me comin’, better step aside
A lotta men didn’t, a lotta men died
One fist of iron, the other of steel
If the right one don’t a-get you
Then the left one will

You load sixteen tons, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don’t you call me ‘cause I can’t go
I owe my soul to the company store


73 posted on 10/22/2014 4:33:41 PM PDT by Repeal The 17th (We have met the enemy and he is us.)
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To: Sensei Ern

78 posted on 10/22/2014 5:10:59 PM PDT by Carriage Hill ( Some days you're the windshield, and some days you're the bug.)
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