(“If I can just get myself out of this laundry bag in time for David’s party!”)
Birthday greetings today to our friend Dave, known to most of us here as TheWhiteRabbit! Byron the Quokka has organized a mighty celebration on Rottnest Island, which is going on even as we speak–in spite of him getting stuck in someone’s laundry bag. He’s managed two birthday messages in a row now without a hitch.
We love to mark your birthdays on this blog; it enhances our fellowship. So if you’d like to be part of the fun, send us a message and let us know when your birthday is. We’ll put it on the list.
There’s another birthday coming up in a few days. We’ve got it covered!
G’day, earthlings! Byron the Quokka here. And now it’s official–this blog will do birthday greetings for as many readers as would like them.
And guess who’s in charge of it? Moi! I don’t much like being called a “bloke,” but I guess Lee did it for the sake of the alliteration. So I give the old bald guy a break. (Oops!)
Now, we can’t give you a birthday greeting unless you tell us when your birthday is. Then I can write it down and be ready when the time comes. So far, four of you have sent in your birthdays, and I have written them down. The paper’s in my family’s Clue game, so it won’t get lost.
You can leave a comment on any post, and I’ll find it.
And you’ll have the satisfaction of knowing that a lot of us quokkas will be toasting you on that special day.