Happy Birthday, Squeak.

My little sister is 18 years old today.


I totally get that “muh little girl is all growed up” choked up feeling that parents get, now.

Congratulations, kid. You’re good people.

10 thoughts on “Happy Birthday, Squeak.

  1. happy birthday! and eighteen must be a typo – you mean eight…. right?

    btw, where are you going to college squeak?

  2. i didn’t know there was a valley comprised entirely of bologna! wow! :-o

  3. She’s going to Lebanon? What if the Israelis invade again?

    Ah, a non-native. She’s not going to Lebanon (pronounced leb-a-non), she’s going to Lebanon (pronounced leb-nin) Valley. North of Lancaster (pronounced lang-kis-ter).

    I think it’s really funny that Lebanon Bologna is the names of two totally unrelated geographical regions compounded together to mean spicy meat product.

  4. Curse you, Internet, for obscuring my sarcasm! *shakes fist*

    Ah, well – I’ve been putting a few points into my “RL One Liner” skill anyway, may as well use ’em. :D

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