My best pal/worst enemy during our childhood years of sharing a room is a tiny bit older today, but as fabulous as ever!
Here she is during her 'courting days', when Bob Davis was wooing her. Lucky guy, he won her heart even though he was totally rocking the porn stashe and some kinda crazy hairdo...
B, I love ya! Who else would consent to being the dog, Ken or Midge when I was forced by Mom to let her play with me? Who else saved up her allowance money and bought her own fancy-schmancy bike (The White Rose, I still envy you for that even tho I was too retarded to even RIDE a bike at the time)? Who else asked Dad every week for $10.00 and finally got it, much to our disbelief? Who else truly earned her nickname "Beaner Cleaner" by virtue of being the white tornado when it came to housework? And finally, who else could have talked me into impersonating some sort of mafia hit woman/process server in order to get the world's worst renter out of the Frontier Village ghetto house???
Happy happy birthday!!!