
About a dear reader, Mr. Buzzy Munso, drowning himself in a sea of 7-UP.
That was all because of him going to have his 70th birthday.
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♪♪Happy Birthday to you,♪♪
♪♪Happy Birthday to you,♪♪
♪♪Happy Birthday Dear Mr. Munso,♪♪
♪♪Happy Birthday to you.♪♪
I agree, the 70th BDay is pee-poor!
On my 70th I was going to run away. Well I did, but I ended up running with Mrs. Jim and Karen to NYC. Not literally running but Karen did run the NYC Marathon that year. She invited Mrs. and me to come with her. Otherwise I would have gone by myself.
Same for the 75th, it is worse. Again I was going to run away but Mrs. Jim wanted me to go with her to the WorstFest in NewBraunfels, TX, so WE did that instead. I blogged about it which I think you read.
But the nastiest BDay of all is 78. I was like you, really down. No parties, no one comes near, and the like! That is the age when you SOUND OLD! 68 SOUNDS OLD too, but 78 IS OLD!
So for your sake, SHOULD I hope you never make it to be that old? Or SHOULD I be praying for you that you will make it?
Love you, Mr. Buzzy! <3 You do fine!
So, keep on keep'n on, and till then,
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