Happy Birthday to The Old Geezer

[Bev Clement]

Happy Birthday Ken, you are now retired or you would be if you're in the UK.

[Jenni Mac]

Happy birthday Ken!

You've been a great help over the past few weeks!

Hope you and yours have a great day, Jenni!

[TedMarlett]

Happy birthday Ken,

You are a great guy and an asset to this forum. Hope you have a very good day.

[Ken Leatherman]

The Old Geezer is 66 years old and still chasing the good looking women around the world. (Don't tell my wife). Retire? Who me? Never.


Do I look old enough to retire? I don't think so.

Ken

[affilcrazy]

Oh Definitely. Ken you are someone whose posts, thoughts and comments i will always take time to read. Often your posts leave me with either a huge grin on my face with that witty (yet sarcastic) sense of humour or recoiling in fear from a scathing attack!

Love it and Keep it Up!

A Very, Very Happy Birthday To You Ken.

Cheers
Partha

[Kay King]

Ken -

Your wife already knows - we told her and she's still laughing

Happy B-day!

kay

[Ken Leatherman]

Kay,

I'm still laughing . She thinks it's funny because I can't catch em and if I did, she told me I wouldn't remember what to do

The Old Geezer

[BlackWaterBlog]

Don't know you, but happy bday anyway!

[Kay King]

Ken -

Just thank your lucky stars for a woman who knows you so well - and loves you anyway!

[Gary And Billy]

HI Ken

You don't know me, but I feel like I know you through your posts. Just a quick note to wish you a.....

Very Happy Birthday!

[John Rogers]

Happy Birthday, old fart.

Celebrate the day by doing something for yourself, like taking three old man naps instead of your usual two.

John

[KimW]

Hope it's a good one Ken!

[Elmer Hurlstone]

Happy Birthday, Ken,

I hope to, when I reach your advanced age, be as wise and productive as you.

Elmer

[Sid Kaplan]

Wow you are old!

Happy birthday my friend, may you have many more!

How about taking the day off and going lawn bowling!

Best to you always - you are a great old guy...LOL

Sid

[Fernando Veloso]

Happy Bday Ken! Keep feeding us with your positive vibes.

[Ken Leatherman]

I can't believe John thinks I'm an old fart. But then again I think I understand as they do continue to linger for quite a while. Just woke up from my 2nd nap and getting ready for the 3rd one. Should be able to squeeze in 2 more this afternoon.

Kim I loved the cake in the face and stop beating that poor old dead horse.

Thanks for all the good wishes.

The Old Geezer

[J Elizabeth Dize]

Happy birthday Ken! I hope it's a great one

[Teresa Coppes]

Happy Birthday Ken and many more!

[Thaddaeus T. Hogg]

Whoooooooooooo weeeeeeeeeee! Lookie here now who done gots him a birfday! I done be a knowin Ken fer a long, long, long time and that thar ole fart, he shore is a fine feller! Why, the folk aroun Stumpwoody Holler shore dew thank highly of him. Well, mostest of them dew, all ceptin his ex galfriend Henrietta Hootersag. That thar woman ain't none too thrilled with Ken since whut happened when Ken took her a spoonin down to the lake. Fact is, Henrietta done be the reason Ken gots that thar nickname of Gimpy! Yew didn't be a knowin his nickname was Gimpy? Shewt, let me be a tellin yew how he gots thur thar name then...

See, ole Ken, he wus a thankin he wud be nice to his galfriend, Henrietta Hootersag, and take her fer a nice little ride out ta Lake Horneylizard. He wudn't REALLY bein nice, he actuarly had hisself two reasons fer going. One, it wus gettin close to Santie Claws time and he wus a aimin fer a mighty fine gift from Henrietta. Two, he was aimin to get a mite lucky thut thar night and do sum a thur thar chewin tabaccy spit swappin with her. Now, Henrietta's name wasn’t really Hootersag but she got thur thar name from whut happened out at Lake Horneylizzard one night when she dun went skinny dippin with Ken but I’m not a gonna get inta thut thar story right now!

Anyhow, Ken took Henrietta Hootersag out ta thut thar lake and they gots outta thut thar car to feed the little baby skunkies whut wus a roamin round the lake. Well, as it just so happened, thar was a car full of rowdy boys from Merkat Holler whut come drivin up while Ken and his gal wus a feedin thum little skunkies.

Them boys didn’t have nuthin but meanness on thar minds. They all gathered round Ken and his galfriend and the biggest boy sauntered right up to Ken and said, “Say yew old fart, I shore don’t be a likin the way you look (nobody else did either) and I shore don’t be a likin thut thar skinny old bat you is a hangin out with. Tell yew whut, why don’t yew jest be a tellin me which one a yew, I should take down by the lake and just whale the tar out of?”

Well, ole Ken tole me he wusn’t skeered of them thar fellers one bit. He tole me he looked thut big ole bad boy right in his eyeball an he tole him, “I tell yew whut, big boy, why don't yew jest be a takin my galfriend down thar cause she jest don’t like it when people don’t give her any attention!” Thut ole boy looked at Ken, kinda smiled to the point whar yew cud see all three of his yellered teeth and commenced to drawin a circle right thar on the ground in the dirt. He grabbed Ken by the shoulders an he moved him right smack dab inta the middle of thut thar circle.

“Listen hear, yew ole polecat, we is gonna take yore ugly galfriend right over thar by thut tree and we is gonna whale the tar outta her, yew hear? Now, iffin yew step outta thut thar circle while we is teachin yore gal a lesson, I guar-on-tee thut yew will dun be kilt dead by us… yew understand whut imma tellin yew?” Ole Ken he jest nodded his head slowly, folded his arms crost his chest and shoed thut thar ole boy he wusn’t skeered a bit.

Well, them boys took ole Henrietta Hootersag over by thut thar tree and they jest commenced to poundin her silly. They whaled on her fer a good 20 minutes an she wus all black an blue when they decided to stop. They slapped the dirt off their hands, turned back to Ken and saw him a rollin on thut thar ground jest a laughin his fool head off! Them boys looked at each other in amazement, shook thar heads and wandered on back over to where Ole Ken was a still a laughin!

“Whut in tarnation is the matter with yew? Yew crazy fool, are yew dun tetched in the head? We dun took thut skinny ole bat yew be a callin yer galfriend over yonder by thut thar tree and we dun put a whoopin on thut thar old woman!” Ken wus barely able to get control of hisself, but finally, he wiped his nose on his shirt sleeve and tole thut ole boy, “Yessir, yew shore did lay a goodun on my honey bucket but whilst yew wus a doin thut, I dun stepped outta this hear circle four times!!!” As Ken fell right back down to the ground and commenced to laughin his fool head off onct more, them thar rowdy boys jest shook their heads, headed back to their car and left. They jest didn’t want nuthin ta dew with thut thar crazy ole feller who wus a rollin and a whoopin on the ground!

An thut thar wus how ole Ken got the name Gimpy. Well, actually, them ole boys wusn’t whut give Gimpy his name… it wus when Henrietta Hootersag came to and walked over an kicked ole Ken right smack dab in his nether region that he became Gimpy!

Happy Birfday Gimpy!

[Ken Leatherman]

Dear Thaddaeus T Hogg,

U got it wrong on the Gimpy. It was cuz Henritta brok my right arm and I cudn't use my cane.

Tiks fer the happy barf day.

Official the Old Geezer

[Kyle Tully]

Happy birthday Ken