30 ! 30! 30 ! 30 ! 30 ! 30 ! 30 ! 30 ! 30 !
Today my OLDER brother turns 30 !
THHHHHIIIIIIRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTYYYYYYYYYYYYYY !
Joe Bob is 30 !
I would tease him about his gray hair, only, he doesn't have any hair! DOH!
Joe and I have always been close. We share the same smart ass sense of humor. We love to watch movies and listen to music. We both appreciate quiet time and would rather hang out with a few good friends than a large group of strangers.
Joe is a funny guy. He never fails to make me laugh. Joe is funniest when his inhibitions are low (alcohol usually helps this) and he can just say what he wants when he wants to.
Joe does a great impersonation of Conholio (Freaky Bevis) when he is playing air hockey. Joe can stick his tongue up his nose. Joe can play the blues like you wouldn't believe. Joe pretends to hate animals, but is always the first to care for and defend them.
I call him Joe Bob. He is my big brother and I torture him the way a little sister should. I once pasted his baby picture all over the high school. Even in the bathrooms. If you stood at a urinal or squatted in the stall, you saw my brother's face.
Joe has babysat my son. Joe (and his friends Steve and Chuck) taught my son how to cuss. Joe and my son are a lot a like. My son adores him. I love that.
Joe Bob is 30! And regardless of how close in age we are, he is older than me and he is now 30!
Happy Birthday Joe! I luv Ya !
ED-LA
THHHHHIIIIIIRRRRRRRTTTTTTTTTYYYYYYYYYYYYYY !
Joe Bob is 30 !
I would tease him about his gray hair, only, he doesn't have any hair! DOH!
Joe and I have always been close. We share the same smart ass sense of humor. We love to watch movies and listen to music. We both appreciate quiet time and would rather hang out with a few good friends than a large group of strangers.
Joe is a funny guy. He never fails to make me laugh. Joe is funniest when his inhibitions are low (alcohol usually helps this) and he can just say what he wants when he wants to.
Joe does a great impersonation of Conholio (Freaky Bevis) when he is playing air hockey. Joe can stick his tongue up his nose. Joe can play the blues like you wouldn't believe. Joe pretends to hate animals, but is always the first to care for and defend them.
I call him Joe Bob. He is my big brother and I torture him the way a little sister should. I once pasted his baby picture all over the high school. Even in the bathrooms. If you stood at a urinal or squatted in the stall, you saw my brother's face.
Joe has babysat my son. Joe (and his friends Steve and Chuck) taught my son how to cuss. Joe and my son are a lot a like. My son adores him. I love that.
Joe Bob is 30! And regardless of how close in age we are, he is older than me and he is now 30!
Happy Birthday Joe! I luv Ya !
ED-LA
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