June 18, 2009 was a dark day for Mr. Erickson. He arrived home to a house full of black balloons and crepe paper, 40 mourners all dressed in black and a sign proclaiming to all the world that he had just turned fifty. Then he was forced to wear brown polyester pants, an old man's golf shirt, an ugly trucker hat and some flannel slippers. As we sat him down in a rocking chair we made sure he had a urinal and a walker handy while he opened his birthday presents. Welcome to middle age, Dave!!!
2 comments:
You put on a great Surprise Birthday Party for Dave. 50 is just the beginning of some great years!
i want those polyester pants!
your too old for those David-Scott
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