Today is the Butcher’s birthday. I can remember when he was a baby, his chubby legs and his cute smile. I remember when he was in little league and when he played high school football.
I am so deeply honored to know him and to have gotten to know him his whole life.
And I’m glad my parents didn’t follow up on their promise that my other brother and I could name him or that poor guy would be Bubbles Phillips.
Tiny Cat Pants 
Happy Birthday Bubbles….. I mean, The Butcher! :D
Happy Belated Birthday to the Butcher!!
Ditto.
Thrice ditto.
But just think. If he HAD been named Bubbles, we’d finally know who that punch line was about.