Squee-grok! Squee-grok! Happy birthdy to th’ Ol’ Commander. Here’s a pitcher o’ her in her new gold hat. I shore hope she’s wearin’ her gold hat ta-day! There wuz a birthday party fer her at th’ hotel. Grok Grok. All o’ those crazy ol’ octy-wimin were s’pos’dta be there: Radical Betty ‘n’ Barb ‘n’ Cam ‘n’ Ginny. Grok grok, that ol’ hotel has good food. I went there wunce fer Easter breckfist. Grok Grok. I reccy-mend th’ Flea ‘n’ Fly Omlit. Anyway, click on the pitcher or click here fer more pitchers o’ th’ early birthdy party Th’ Comm threw fer herself last Saterdy night. It wuz pretty wild! Too bad ifya missed it. Er, there were some ghosties there too but I didn’t get any pitchers o’ them. Grok grok Sqeegrok!!!