From: trumpins@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu (Barbara Trumpinski)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: A birthday for a dear friend. . .
Date: 22 Aug 92 12:33:39 GMT
Organization: University of Illinois at Urbana



>      John walks in, his backpack looking heavy, and with numerous burdens
>in his arms.  Bill gets up to help him move them over to a table.


[    ]  8000 year old wontons

>"BABY!  Oh, baby, I gotta hot little numbuh for ya heah!  This here, we're 
>talking a rap group gig that's gonna blow your socks off.  . or is that
>blow your groceries out?  I can't remember. . ." and people look on in 
>horror. . . because if the manager is here, how far away can . . . 

>"They're rude. . .  

>     "They're crude. . .

>       "They have NO talent. . .  

>      "The Spinal Tap of Rap. . . 

>     MC RAY AND THE 2 BLU CROO!  (But isn't Bill still eating chinese food?)

>     Beat box walt, looking like an arab terrorist, begins pumping out a beat
>that can't be. . . uhhh. . .outdone.  Kent, that guy with the horn starts
>playing his. . . well, playing.  And the MC himself, dressed in skin tight
>black spandex, a leather jacket, and nearly 4,329 gold chains, moves out,
>to bring forth the rap. . . 


>     Happy birthday. . . to you
>     I say, happy birthday. . . to you!
>     I say happahappahappa happahappahappahappahappy birthday. . . TO YOU!


>     Happy birthday to my buddy named Bill - in
>     A real def dude he'll never be illen
>     Thinking great thoughts like you'll never see. . . 
>     Jus' like a major in Phil-oso-phee.

> 
>     Happy birthday. . . to you
>     I say, happy birthday. . . to you!
>     I say happahappahappa happahappahappahappahappy birthday. . . TO YOU!

>    He's a lotta things, when you look straight to the end
>    A wise young guy and certainly a friend
>    Bill is the man, and make no mistake. . . .
>    Keep him sittin' there 'til he can cut the cake. . .  


>     Happy birthday. . . to you
>     I say, happy birthday. . . to you!
>     I say happahappahappa happahappahappahappahappy birthday. . . TO YOU!

>    

>     The crowd goes wild, seeming to want to just put (or is that get?)
>their hands on this great legend. . . until the buzzer sounds, and John's
>xerox card shows a zero balance. . . and the great xerox of the great 
>musician fades.

>      Bill gets up, slowly.  "John. . . I told you I didn't want a fuss
>for my birthday. . . and that's okay. . . you got this one.  But I'll have
>my revenge."

>     "Oh yeah?  How. . . ?"  John asks, having reverted to his normal. . . 
>well, back to what he normally wears.

>     "Ever try to eat cake with chopsticks?"  Bill asks, grinning evilly
>himself. . . as John realizes in horror that Bill had indeed insisted on
>a chopstick only night.  Maybe there'll be LOTS of frosting. . . 


kitten swoons ..... (i love that pink sport coat) and then,
recovering, tackles bill....giving him a gigantic birthday hug...

"hooray...HAPPY BIRTHDAY...it's party time...!!!!!!!!!

lets drink a toast to bill:


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Borrowed from Claire/and or Granma (Granma sent me the file)....


"may your birthday's all be happy ones!"  kitten hugs bill again...and
then hugs manager john for good measure.

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conan the librarian a.k.a. kitten           /\ /\  barbara ann 
"my life's a soap opera, isn't yours?"      {=.=}
                                              ~   trumpins@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu 
"perhaps _any_ universe becomes real in proportion 
to the number of people who believe in it and spend time there." s. robinson
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