Today my oldest and best friend turns 40. I've known this brother since kindergarten and we've definately been through some things together. I've always heard that if you can count on one hand the number of true friends that you have, then you are a rich man. I can tell you-- I am one wealthy dude. Happy birthday, Rob. I'm on your back door.
Here's a little blues for your transition into the next decade--
your old arse.
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