(The cake is a lie!)
Happy B-day! Hope you’re not wasting any of it at work.
Happy Birthday from the BadAss Wastelands!
Happy birthday, Don.
So you’re the IMDB Donald Petersen?
BTW, how long do you have to be a BB commenter before you get b’day shout-outs on the front page?
Thanks! Yeah, I’m a couple of those. I’m the first one that comes up, plus the ones attached to Poodle Springs and Dream On. I’m definitely not the Wikipedia Donald Petersen. I only occasionally drive Fords; they never did let me run the company.
Happy birthday, happy mutant! And many more!!!
Thanks, Mindy! You always make my time here at BBS a pleasure as well as a welcome intellectual challenge.
Pay to play!
Happy Birthday!! I knew there was something about you I liked…we’re about a week apart.
Hope you had a wonderful day and the people in your life made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
In case anybody was wondering what Mr. Petersen was doing during his “Internet Exile”, I found some footage:
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Son, that’s no cake. In Chicago, we call that a pie.
(cake ain’t got no crusts)
Well, that’s Boston for you.
That was informative, thank you!..although, with the answer comes more questions. For example, what kind of Italian cooks his own tomato sauce and then puts it on a “Pillsbury refrigerated classic pizza crust”? I am confused at the disconnect.
I prefer pizza, then cake, but to each his own.
As discussed previously, that’s a shoop: you can tell by the
pixels crispy interior crust.
One, or several, of which CAKES HAVE GOT NOT.
Pizza is a savoury pie. Try making that unnameable horror, the pie-cake|cake-pie, and you’ll end up with a PECULIAR, PROTUBERANT, HORNED PUDDING, A NONSENSICAL, DISGUSTING PALP.
Hat tip to the Lovecraft Engine for some appropriate purple prose.
I re-iterate, however, that a savoury pie of dimensions original pictured, sans interior crusts, is the ur-pizza, the pizza by which all others are measured (and come up lacking).
If the dish ain’t deep, it ain’t gonna be sweet.
So, uh… happy birthday.