Hello My Fellow Emu Ranchers,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Please send large amounts of cash and donuts to my home. This of course is in honor of our upcoming anniversary. I am truly blessed to be married to my best friend and soulmate.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Yes, next month my Beautiful Girlfriend and I will celebrate 48 years of wedded blisters. Those of you who know us are also aware that the last 32 years have indeed been crispy and fresh, with a nice bouquet of happy hello and very little yelling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The 16 years prior to the last 32 were, as we like to affectionately call them, the “Great Adjustment Period,” or GAP as the silly fashion people say. One thing nice about our marriage these days is that we no longer find the need to secretly spit in each other’s coffee (OK maybe we never did). Nor do we purposely use the laxative chocolate bar trick, or even the “lemme shove this carrot up your nose while you sleep” gag. And I cannot remember the last time we raised our voices in the praise of the “hey you stupid crap eater” tone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
No, these days everything is sparkly and new, except our bodies, and someone keeps stealing the hair on top of my head and transplanting it into my nose and ears; and never mind about the donuts because they may as well just be put straight on my hiney and\/or gut because that’s where they end up when I eat them; butt I still like to chase my girlfriend when she exits the shower and also at other times; and it’s fun when she’s turned away from me at the store and I surprise her by \u201caccidentally\u201d placing my hand on her derriere and boy does she jump, ha, ha ha; then she gives me the \u201cwhatsamattafayou??\u201d look and I cower a bit but look for another opportunity later in the shopping adventure while trying to catch my breath from reading this totally ridiculous run-on sentence. You see, it’s like this: I just can’t help it. She is, after all, The Most Beautiful Woman In The Universe. But in spite of my childish tendencies, she permits me to smooch her often; and in general This Lovely Lady spoils me rotten.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I don’t deserve to be this happy, but I can’t help it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Life is good.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Our anniversary is next month, and although I’m sure all of you are truly fine people; none of you are invited to sleep in our bed with us. It’s only a full size bed for cryin’ out loud!!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Well folks, I will smell you all later. Some of you may be smellable from quite a distance, but this is not my problem.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Happy Day To You All, and please remember to enjoy Michigan Produce.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Bibble Dee Bip,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kenny Snackwonder<\/p>\n\n\n\n
a.k.a. “Herr Burgerburner”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And yes, even after nearly 48 years, we still make beautiful music together.<\/p>\n\n\n\n