HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BRONC!Today is the birthday of the Mighty Broncatello! One year older than Jesus!
Now for those not in the know (and please feel free to join us in "The Know"), Bronc and I compete in giving each other crappy birthday gifts. Be it Bronc's birthday, Wojr's birthday or Jesus's birthday - all those precious dates need be celebrated with utter craptastic birthday gifts.
I'm headed to NJ this thursday so I need some bad gift suggestions.
I recall a James Van Der Beek's biography being one gift, Rosie O'Donnell's autobiography being another. However, the current front runner is this book Bronc bought me.

Yeah, that one is hard to top. Honestly, the book sickened me so much that I never actually looked through it. If I did, I would have found this pic.

I know, I should blur out his tally-wacker. It is rather threatening. I'll get to that shortly, but in the meantime, anyone else reminded of this pic?

Yeah, I thought so.
So -- Happy birthday, you gay cowboy you!
And, everyone else, feel free to email me you crappy gift suggestions. Remember when it comes to crap, Price is not a limitation.
wojr
Labels: Advice, Bronc, Crackers, Whores