Postby Tramp » Sat Apr 29, 2006 9:01 pm
Jon, just returned from my buddy John's. (John Alden the thirteenth, if you can believe that.) We stoked the fire, drank a few beers to your honor, ate a few wieners, drank a few more to your honor, moon like a little finger nail showed in the perfect blue of a spring evening, we drank a few more to your honor, we stoked the fire, drank a few more, forgot all about anything but the sky, the moon, and friendship. Happy Birthday old stake!