Happy birthday BYH!

"Good morning, Molly. Happy birthday. I've got quite the day planned for you."



"First we're going to get some breakfast. You can't start a new year off hungry."



"Then we're going to meet up with our friends and hunt for some good times."



"Whoa. Don't forget your jacket, you fool."



"Come on, dude. The car's waiting."



"Look: They're here ... finally." "Shut up, Vern. And shove your comb up your ..." "Teddy, cram it." "He can't here you, Gordie. His ear ... remember?"



"OK, driver. This is our stop."



"Seriously, what took you guys so long?"



"Sorry. We stopped for lunch and got sidetracked."



"It's OK. You was worth the wait."



"OK. I'm tired of moving. It's my birthday, and I can't find my rag. When am I getting my present?"



"You shut up. Now."



"Sorry. I'll be good. I promise."



"Don't worry about it. But we've got to get going, otherwise we'll never find Peter and the rest ... I mean, your gift."



"Sweet. It's gonna be good, right?"



"Of course. Do I look like an idiot? Don't answer that, retard."



"I really don't think you should belittle Master BYH on his special day. He deserves the greatest treasure in all the land."



"We're owls."



"The greatest treasure in all the land? Oh, I know. It's gotta be a never-ending bond between friends."



"I don't think so, BYH."



"What kind of 'idiot' are you?"



"Hmmm ..."



"This is stupid. Why'd I even come to this celebration? It's about as lame as Caitlin's drum major fiancée."



"Oh. That's a good one, my friend."



"I've got to start locking my door. I swear, you let your 6-year-old daughter marry one foreigner, and everyone thinks they own the place. I'm gonna kill that Harry. That'll be a great treat for the douche bags at Wake Up. ... Oh, crap. I'm late for the Warriors game."



"Hey, Tanner. ..."



"This is clearly just a waste of my time."



"Hold on, dude. We're almost there. Try not to wet yourself ... any further, at least."



"You better not be joshing me, Mr. Morris."



"No, really. It's just over here. Let's go."



"Wanna know what's funny? This is your last birthday."



"Don't listen to him, Smelly. I know three things in this world: Curveballs, strikeouts and ... well, I guess that's it. Jesus is probably right. Nice knowing you."



"Would you come on already, we're almost there. Let's move."



So close, dude. Maybe next time.

 

1) Impressive work, mikey.

2) Great to see you again, old boy.

 

Damn Mikey. That was friggin awesome. Great work!

BYH would respond to this thread, but he's too busy rubbing one out to a Bang Tango song.

 

Well hello there Mikey.

 

Happy birthday!!

 

That's some fantastic stuff, Mikey.

 

Holy crap. The dickhead's birthday brings Mikey back.

What a pair of loosers.


Hi, Mikey!

 

Maicer Izturis was gonna say go fuck yourself ... but Mike Scioscia talked him out of it.

 

Wow, I didn't think anyone could top IJAG's Pedro reference or Oz' perfect photo of Howie Kendrick or Cosmo dropping a Bang Tango reference or my new BFF OOP wishing me a happy birthday without the words "now go fuck yourself and eat shit" attached, but holy shit...Mikey returns with an epic post. Best birthday present a message board looser could ever hope to receive.

Thanks all. These bitter, creaking bones appreciate it!