| August 1st, 2005 07:39 AM |
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| LadyJane |
Cheers to the Birthday Boys!!! What a trio!!!!
Joeykins...I'd like to nuzzle you!!!
Sir Stonesalot...Hope you get your knob gobbled!!
TomL...Cannot WAIT to party with you in Chicago, my friend!!
Happy Birthday to all of you!!!!
LJ.
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| August 1st, 2005 07:44 AM |
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| egon |
HAPPY BEERDAY
HAPPY BEERDAY
HAPPY BEERDAY |
| August 1st, 2005 08:11 AM |
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| Jumacfly |
Happy B day you 3!!!
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| August 1st, 2005 08:11 AM |
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| Gazza |
Happy birthday, you drunken sluts
Who's the oldest? |
| August 1st, 2005 08:22 AM |
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| charlotte |
imagine that!! those three born on the same day!
Happy Birthday guys! |
| August 1st, 2005 08:45 AM |
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| Ten Thousand Motels |
Happy Birthday gentlemen...you too Joey. |
| August 1st, 2005 09:01 AM |
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| Joey |
Hello My Stonesian Brothers and Sisters ...............
Thanks so Much for all of the Kind Words & Birthday Greetings .
Your young Joeykins is 41 Years old today -- YES !!!!
Drinks are on me all morning
The Joeykins
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| August 1st, 2005 09:05 AM |
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| Maxlugar |
One great big Happy Birthday to Sir Stonesalot and TomL!!!!
Macky loves ya's!!!
MACKY!!!
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| August 1st, 2005 09:09 AM |
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| Joey |
quote:
Maxlugar wrote:
One great big Happy Birthday to Joey!!!!
Macky loves ya's!!!
MACKY!!!
Bless You My Macky !
You are much loved by The Joey
W- W- W- What ?!?! ...........Oh , sure ! :
Kins ! ™ |
| August 1st, 2005 09:12 AM |
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| scratched |
Happy birthdays! |
| August 1st, 2005 09:21 AM |
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| Jumacfly |
quote:
Joey wrote:
Your young Joeykins is 41 Years old today -- YES !!!!
41 Pastis for young Joey 
cheers my friend!!!
JU
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| August 1st, 2005 09:25 AM |
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| Madafaka |
Happy birthday to you all 3!
And a special Happy B Day to, you know... The funniest guy around here! Have an excellent day my friend. |
| August 1st, 2005 09:35 AM |
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| nankerphelge |
Wow -- neat trick.
Happiest of Birthdays to three of my bestest Stones buddies!
TomL -- you are my partner in crime buddy -- can't wait to hit the road to Chicago!
SS -- to the man that turned me onto to Handsome Girls, hope you get all chiba faced!
Joeykin -- As a special birthday present, I have sent you a...
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| August 1st, 2005 09:44 AM |
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| Joey |
[quote]nankerphelge wrote:
Joeykin -- As a special birthday present, I have sent you a... "
Nanky ..............................
You make Joey smile
Whoops !!!!!!
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| August 1st, 2005 09:45 AM |
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| Joey |
quote:
Jumacfly wrote:
41 Pastis for young Joey
cheers my friend!!!
JU
Bless you Jumacfly
( Rocks Off Member )
You SHALL be greeted in Omaha , NE this fall / winter
www.omahameca.com
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| August 1st, 2005 09:56 AM |
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| Jair |
quote:
LadyJane wrote:
Cheers to the Birthday Boys!!! What a trio!!!!
Joeykins...I'd like to nuzzle you!!!
Sir Stonesalot...Hope you get your knob gobbled!!
TomL...Cannot WAIT to party with you in Chicago, my friend!!
Happy Birthday to all of you!!!!
LJ.
Three of those a the same day?
Thats is DANGEROUS!!!
The month of crazy dog!
Happy B-day all of you!!!
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| August 1st, 2005 10:17 AM |
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| FPM C10 |
Well, I already wished Joey happy birthday.
Happy birthday TomL - we met at the Dylan show, no? I have vague memories of it! Hope you have vague memories of today!
My brother SS - who deserves his own damn thread but hey, times are tough - will any birthday compare to the one we celebrated in 1994? When the Stones played at your party at RFK Stadium?
Now THAT was a party!
May a goat-headed guy on stilts breathe fire on you!
Oh wait - I remember another birthday - something about flaming nipples...
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| August 1st, 2005 10:17 AM |
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| mac_daddy |
you know who else shares this birhday..?
he would have been 63 today. |
| August 1st, 2005 10:20 AM |
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| Joey |
quote:
mac_daddy wrote:
you know who else shares this birhday..?
he would have been 63 today.
R.I.P. Jerry ! |
| August 1st, 2005 10:47 AM |
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| Trey Krimsin |
Best wishes to Joey, Sir Stonesalot, and TomL. |
| August 1st, 2005 10:50 AM |
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| Nellcote |
Happy Birthday to All! |
| August 1st, 2005 10:55 AM |
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| Joey |
quote:
Nellcote wrote:
Happy Birthday to All!
Thanks Nellcote
( Rocks Off Member )
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| August 1st, 2005 11:01 AM |
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| Martha |
I woke up thinking about your birthday and wondered what to get you. Then I thought of this!
Hope you like it!
love you sweetie,
Martha!
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Joey
by Bob Dylan and Jacques Levy
Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, in the year of who knows when
Opened up his eyes to the tune of an accordion
Always on the outside of whatever side there was
When they asked him why it had to be that way, "Well," he answered, "just because."
Larry was the oldest, Joey was next to last.
They called Joe "Crazy," the baby they called "Kid Blast."
Some say they lived off gambling and runnin' numbers too.
It always seemed they got caught between the mob and the men in blue.
Joey, Joey,
King of the streets, child of clay.
Joey, Joey,
What made them want to come and blow you away?
There was talk they killed their rivals, but the truth was far from that
No one ever knew for sure where they were really at.
When they tried to strangle Larry, Joey almost hit the roof.
He went out that night to seek revenge, thinkin' he was bulletproof.
The war broke out at the break of dawn, it emptied out the streets
Joey and his brothers suffered terrible defeats
Till they ventured out behind the lines and took five prisoners.
They stashed them away in a basement, called them amateurs.
The hostages were tremblin' when they heard a man exclaim,
"Let's blow this place to kingdom come, let Con Edison take the blame."
But Joey stepped up, he raised his hand, said, "We're not those kind of men.
It's peace and quiet that we need to go back to work again."
Joey, Joey,
King of the streets, child of clay.
Joey, Joey,
What made them want to come and blow you away?
The police department hounded him, they called him Mr. Smith
They got him on conspiracy, they were never sure who with.
"What time is it?" said the judge to Joey when they met
"Five to ten," said Joey. The judge says, "That's exactly what you get."
He did ten years in Attica, reading Nietzsche and Wilhelm Reich
They threw him in the hole one time for tryin' to stop a strike.
His closest friends were black men 'cause they seemed to understand
What it's like to be in society with a shackle on your hand.
When they let him out in '71 he'd lost a little weight
But he dressed like Jimmy Cagney and I swear he did look great.
He tried to find the way back into the life he left behind
To the boss he said, "I have returned and now I want what's mine."
Joey, Joey,
King of the streets, child of clay.
Joey, Joey,
Why did they have to come and blow you away?
It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun
"I'm around too many children," he'd say, "they should never know of one."
Yet he walked right into the clubhouse of his lifelong deadly foe,
Emptied out the register, said, "Tell 'em it was Crazy Joe."
One day they blew him down in a clam bar in New York
He could see it comin' through the door as he lifted up his fork.
He pushed the table over to protect his family
Then he staggered out into the streets of Little Italy.
Joey, Joey,
King of the streets, child of clay.
Joey, Joey,
What made them want to come and blow you away?
Sister Jacqueline and Carmela and mother Mary all did weep.
I heard his best friend Frankie say, "He ain't dead, he's just asleep."
Then I saw the old man's limousine head back towards the grave
I guess he had to say one last goodbye to the son that he could not save.
The sun turned cold over President Street and the town of Brooklyn mourned
They said a mass in the old church near the house where he was born.
And someday if God's in heaven overlookin' His preserve
I know the men that shot him down will get what they deserve.
Joey, Joey,
King of the streets, child of clay.
Joey, Joey,
What made them want to come and blow you away?
Copyright © 1975 Ram's Horn Music
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| August 1st, 2005 11:07 AM |
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| Martha |
Happy Birthday To Sir Stonesalot, my Stonesian Brother! I picked a Bob song in your honor and I hope you like it.
Celebrate as only you know how and tell us all about it when you sober up! :-)
Love you sweetie,
Martha
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Like A Rolling Stone
Bob Dylan
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
Copyright © 1965; renewed 1993 Special Rider Music
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| August 1st, 2005 11:12 AM |
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| Martha |
TomL! I'll see you in Columbus September 24th (I'll have BELLS on just for you!)
Have a Happy birthday and....
May God bless and keep you always,
May your wishes all come true,
May you always do for others
And let others do for you.
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.
May you grow up to be righteous,
May you grow up to be true,
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you.
May you always be courageous,
Stand upright and be strong,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.
May your hands always be busy,
May your feet always be swift,
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift.
May your heart always be joyful,
May your song always be sung,
May you stay forever young,
Forever young, forever young,
May you stay forever young.
Copyright © 1973 Ram's Horn Music
with lots of rock and roll hugs,
Martha
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| August 1st, 2005 11:22 AM |
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| Poplar |
wow! cheers to the trio ... and JG.
If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine
And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung,
Would you hear my voice come thru the music,
Would you hold it near as it were your own?
It’s a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken,
Perhaps they’re better left unsung.
I don’t know, don’t really care
Let there be songs to fill the air.
Ripple in still water,
When there is no pebble tossed,
Nor wind to blow.
Reach out your hand if your cup be empty,
If your cup is full may it be again,
Let it be known there is a fountain,
That was not made by the hands of men.
There is a road, no simple highway,
Between the dawn and the dark of night,
And if you go no one may follow,
That path is for your steps alone.
Ripple in still water,
When there is no pebble tossed,
Nor wind to blow.
But if you fall you fall alone,
If you should stand then who’s to guide you?
If I knew the way I would take you home.
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| August 1st, 2005 11:36 AM |
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| Joey |
[quote]Martha wrote:
I woke up thinking about your birthday and wondered what to get you. Then I thought of this!
Hope you like it!
love you sweetie,
Martha!
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Joey
by Bob Dylan and Jacques Levy"
MARTHA ..........................................
Bless You MY Stonesian Queen !!!!!
You are much loved by the Joeykins .
This made my morning ( busy here today ) .
Joeykins
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| August 1st, 2005 12:04 PM |
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| sirmoonie |
Yep, good job by all three of you guys, being born and all on same day and stuff. |
| August 1st, 2005 12:06 PM |
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| Martha |
quote:
Joey wrote:
[quote]Martha wrote:
I woke up thinking about your birthday and wondered what to get you. Then I thought of this!
Hope you like it!
love you sweetie,
Martha!
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Joey
by Bob Dylan and Jacques Levy"
MARTHA ..........................................
Bless You MY Stonesian Queen !!!!!
You are much loved by the Joeykins .
This made my morning ( busy here today ) .
Joeykins
Joey,
You shouldn't have to work on your birthday darlin'. :-(
Did anyone bring in cake for you? ;-)
xxoo,
Your Martha |
| August 1st, 2005 12:10 PM |
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| Joey |
" You shouldn't have to work on your birthday darlin' "
I feel ya Martha
" Did anyone bring in cake for you? "
Frig No !!!!!!
" Man Do I miss the Clinton Era Ronnie ! "
J. Fly !
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