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Birthday Baby

Today is the birthday of everyone’s favourite blog hijacker—Sarah. I want to call her twenty-eight years young, but that’ll get me a swift boot in the arse. I mean, she only wears like a size four, but all the same…

Leave a note and let her know you love her.

Comments

Beth said…
Happy, happy, happy, happy birthday to Sarah!

Sorry that your husband doesn't know your shoe size tho (tsk, tsk Dave!).... we could kick Dave in the butt at the same time (and when you add us together, that would be like a size 12!)
Anonymous said…
Happy Birthday Sarah!

:)

May you always be WAY hotter than Dave (except when he wears his spiderman outfit)

Jorge
Rebecca said…
We love you Sarah!
Oh yes we doooooo!
We love you Sarah!
Oh yes it's truuuuuuue!

Happy birthday!
Anonymous said…
Hey Rebecca, isn't that song from The Conrad Birdie Show?
Anonymous said…
Thanks, everyone! You all rock!
Omeaux said…
Hey there, happy belated birthday, Sarah!

I guess I'm just not with the times these days...

I hope it was a merry one with lots of everything.
Anonymous said…
And by everything, he means sex.

After all, you ARE married now.

Soon to be anniverary time, too!

WOO HOO!
Rebecca said…
Jorge - no idea. I can't remember where I heard it, just that it seems like I've known it forever.

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