Blackfive has let on that today is my birthday. I'm 33, which is not at all old for a Galapagos tortoise. Or a tree.
Another birthday, another year closer to annual prostate exams.
Want a piece of cake?
Posted by Mr Green at December 10, 2003 09:06 AMI'm here from Matty O'Blackfive's place to wish you a happy birthday.
Ah, 33. I remember those halcyon care-free days...
What a difference 4 years makes.
Oh, and next year, don't put "prostate exams" so close to "cake". It makes for some disturbing mental images.
Posted by: Harvey at December 10, 2003 09:36 AMI would love to be 33 again...
Wait! I mean, I love being 33!!!! Yeah, that's what I meant to say, uh-huh....
Ahhh, those days of wine and roses. I can still smell the scent if I try and concentrate hard enough. Happy Birthday you snot nosed kid!!! ;-)
Remember that age and trechery will always overcome youth and skill. And, being shy is something you should work on getting over. Go ahead and start your prostate health career early. No need to put off the inevitable and possibly end up with an issue that could keep the Green Monster from working correctly!
Posted by: radtec at December 10, 2003 01:07 PMsound of glove snapping
You know what they say, Mr. Green... an ounce of prevention...
Happy Birthday.
Happy thirty-third. Youth is wasted on the young (says the much older lady).
Posted by: Juliette at December 10, 2003 03:53 PMA few tips:
1. Shop around for doctors. When you shake hands, notice how large his fingers are. You want a classical pianist, not the hulk.
2. If you notice a 55 gallon drum of petroleum jelly in the corner of the exam room, give him a pass.
3. If he has a depth gauge tattooed on his forearm, get the hell out immediately.
Posted by: Ted at December 11, 2003 09:29 AMThanks everybody!
Posted by: Mr. Green at December 11, 2003 05:06 PM"Depth gauge" on the forearm?
I just sprayed Velveeta Fudge on my monitor.
Posted by: Anna at December 12, 2003 03:43 AM