He has children. He’s not allowed to celebrate his own birthday any more except to receive priceless artwork from his children and give them an excuse to eat cake.
Be careful, Frank, don’t hurt yourself. We understand you’re getting old now and the brain is shot. But you don’t want to push that old body of yours too hard. It’s all you’ve got left. So, no mistakes. mKay? Have a seat, Frank, and have some cake. Frank? Frank, sit down before you fall down! Fraaaaank!
GDFT! BACON!
Naked bacon frying.
Frank J. turns 34 today. How should he celebrate his birthday?
34? He should wait until he is of a respectable age before he starts celebrating.
With lead lined boxing gloves at an Occupy rally.
Frank J. turns 34 today. How should he celebrate his birthday?
Call home and thank his Mom.
One word…Las Vegas.
Get to the bottom of this “Birthday” and “Cake” conspiracy foisted on us by Big Baking.
One should always celebrate within one’s means, I’d suggest those little bottles of liquor the Airlines used to hand out.
Frank J. turns 34 today. How should he celebrate his birthday?
Leave no hippy unpunched.
By changing his last name to Flemming so he can have the gift of lazy people spelling his name correctly.
Libertarian Birthday Bacon to walruskkkch!
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Frank J. turns 34 today. How should he celebrate his birthday?
Take a Democratic Politician out to lunch, then leave before the check arrives.
@8 Born TO BACON.
A visit to the shooting range with his favorite armored tyrannosaur.
Frank J. turns 34 today. How should he celebrate his birthday?
Share some cake with fellow birthday celebrant Angelina Jolie.
By nuking the moon, of course.
The same thing he tries to do every day…TAKE OVER THE WORLD!!!
* Fire every weapon he owns at least once. (Where I live, I can just walk outside and do that.)
* Have Buttercup decorate the cake.
Being far over the hill myself, I recommend Metamucil/tequila cocktails…
by showering us with presents
by beating IRS agents
by showing us pictures of baby frank
Create birthday cake out of 10 pounds of bacon; consume.
…or beg Anonymiss for some birthday cookies.
@16 KnuckleDragger
or vodka and prune juice aka the pile driver
or vodka and milk of magnesia aka the phillips screwdriver
Metamucil/tequila cocktails…
Is that called the Running Man?
He should file the paperwork for his 2016 presidential run.
He has children. He’s not allowed to celebrate his own birthday any more except to receive priceless artwork from his children and give them an excuse to eat cake.
Founding a new sports empire: The National Hippy Punching League (NHPL).
@22 – Or, if doing @16 first, Presidential Runs.
Take his annual bath, whether he needs it or not.
@15-1 That might be problematic with respect to the nukes.
@2, that could lead to accidental Frank-furter roasting and that wouldn’t be happy birthday surprise.
@3 – He does have a little catching up to do. At least he’s older than my kids.
With the solar system’s biggest candle and,
NUKE THE MOON!
Buttercup cookies.
Slowly.
Be careful, Frank, don’t hurt yourself. We understand you’re getting old now and the brain is shot. But you don’t want to push that old body of yours too hard. It’s all you’ve got left. So, no mistakes. mKay? Have a seat, Frank, and have some cake. Frank? Frank, sit down before you fall down! Fraaaaank!
Frank appears to be asleep on his feet.
…tell everyone he’s 29 while continuing to cover up the blinking crystal embedded in his hand.
By smirking just a bit thinking about the rest of the world.
Having his name legally changed to Frank!
Like modern man does, on Twitter while Sarah fusses over the chores.
With a twenty-one gun salute, saving time for cake by saluting all twenty one of his guns at the same time.
Baseball, hotdogs, apple pie and SarahK.
Making everybody happy by declaring that in the Fleming household it’s talk like Inspector Clouseau Day.
with obama around, his celebration must be a secret.
Frank J. turns 34 today. How should he celebrate his birthday?
In double secret.
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