Dad Hunt, I hope this birthday finds you well. I would have called but I have been at work for the past twelve hours and my breaks were spent working or falling into one of those "stare comas". I would have left a facebook message but we are no longer friends. Whats up with that? If you deleted me for a free Whopper, thats okay, I did that to a lot of people.
Anyway, you are a great father-in-law who I truly appreciate for more than just someone to jaw about baseball with. Your compassion is endless and your hear is pure. I wish you all the best in all the years to come. And finally, since I couldn't get you on the phone, here is a slice of what you would of gotten, just pretend this this guy is me (In a way he is me, as I am the guy at the party who sings Sto Lat while everyone else stares):
Now you try:
With love,
Ian
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"Sto Lat" from the Indiana Seniffs as well! By the way, sto lat means 100 years...we hope they are healthy and happy years.
Anne and Rick
Thanks Ian. Sorry I missed your rendition of Sto Lat. You'll have to get an accordion and sing it to me some time!
Thanks also to you Anne. Hope you and Rick are doing well.
Wow, Ian! Thank you for the karaoke version of it!...I'm going to learn that! The words help, but only a little. What I really need is the phonetic version. Next time you're doing mindless things, would you write it out for me?
The phonetic may be impossible to transcribe since we don't make some of those sounds in English.
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