With such little free time available to schedule things at this time of year, it was decided to make thing easier by combining Frank and Erin's birthday party's into one big party.

It was held today, at the Fox & The Fiddle, and it was loads of fun.

The evening culminated with Paul and Myself preforming, in front of a large crowd, a bolstering karaoke rendition of Chef's - Chocolate Salty Balls. People were impressed with our soulful musical prowess.

Erin on the other hand, was not so impressive. At one point the karaoke DJ asked him at what age exactly he had become tone-def, we all laughed. The songs that poor bastard had to do were Britney Spears - Oops I Did It Again, and Ozzy - Crazy Train, neither one sounded anywhere near as good as the cry of a walrus stubbing his toe.

In case anyone has forgoten the words, here are the lyrics to the song that I drove the ladies at the bar wild with,

Chef - Chocolate Salty Balls:

2 tablespoons of cinnamon,
and 2 or 3 egg whites,
a half a stick of butter, melted.
Stick it all in a bowl baby,
stir it with a wooden spoon,
mix in a cup of flour.
You''l be in heaven soon

Say everybody have you seen my balls they're big and salty and brown.
If you ever need a quick pick me up, just stick my balls in your mouth.
Oh! Suck on my chocolate salty balls, put 'em in your mouth and suck 'em.
Suck on my chocolate salty balls, they're packed vitamins,
and good for you, so suck on balls.

pour in a cup of unsweetened chocolate,
and a half a cup of brandy
then throw in a bag or two of sugar,
and just a pinch of vanilla,
grease up the cookie sheet.
Cause I hate when my balls stick!
then preheat the oven to 350, and give that spoon a lick!

Say everybody have you seen my balls they're big and salty and brown.
If you ever need a quick pick me up, just stick my balls in your mouth.
Oh! Suck on my chocolate salty balls, put 'em in your mouth and suck 'em.
Suck on my chocolate salty balls, they're packed full of goodness,
and high in fiber, so suck on balls.

(Chef Speaking:) sniff, sniff, hey, wait a minute, what's that smell.
It smells like something's burning.
Well, that don't bother me none, as long as I get my rent paid on Friday.
Baby, you better get back in the kitchen, cause I got a sneakn' suspition.
Oh man baby, baby, you just burnt my balls.
My balls are on fire, come on, my balls are burning, gimme some water pour some water on 'em, o goodness, blow
on them, do something

Say everybody have you seen my balls they're big and salty and brown. (they're on fire baby)
If you ever need a quick pick me up, just stick my balls in your mouth.
Oh! Suck on my chocolate salty balls, put 'em in your mouth and suck 'em. (Put 'em out, blow on 'em.)
suck on my balls baby,
suck on my balls baby, suck on my red hot salty chocolate balls.
Woo, woo, suck on my balls (blow, blow, blow)