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Happidy Bidurthdays
To tenebraeli, and to giogio despite her contention that birthday=doomsday. Dork.


2003-08-22 10:58 am (UTC) (Link)

*nods* Can't you hear the dirge?

Happy Birthday! (UHH!) Happy Birthday! (UHH!)
Death and gloom and black despair
People dying everywhere
Happy Birthday! (UHH!) Happy Birthday! (UHH!)

Hmmm. Maybe I dated too mant MIT geeks. Will have to post the full lyrics...

more dirge


2003-08-22 05:16 pm (UTC) (Link)

This was the official birthday song we sang for patrons when I worked at Ren Faire - Additional lyrics included the following - sandwiched by the Happy Birthday (ugh) phrases:

May the cities in your wake
Burn like candles on your cake. . .


I'm a leper can't you see
Get your birthday hug from me. . .

And my personal fav -

I like babies, yes I do,
Baked or boiled or in a stew. . .


Re: more dirge


2003-08-23 10:23 am (UTC) (Link)

Oh, yeah, that thing has more verses than any other song I know. I've conveniently collected them over here to save myself from having to trawl a mailing list archive every time ;-)


2003-08-22 11:03 am (UTC) (Link)

Thanks sweetie!!! {{{smooooch}}}

And now for something completely different.


2003-08-22 03:44 pm (UTC) (Link)

Brought on by nothing in particular, I thought you might be interested to know that one of your Livejournal Haiku ( is

angel book of days
rec/link/pimp/ho sorry where
was i?justhuman

I think it's deep and philosophical. But that could be the four hours of sleep talking.

Re: And now for something completely different.


2003-08-22 04:04 pm (UTC) (Link)

Hahahaha! I win! I only had two hours of sleep!

I, um, not sure *what* I win...