Happy Volverin' Day Plus One, Deanie Darlin'!!!!

I'm so happy yer happy, darlin'!!!! Takes my happiness 'n multiplies it 10-fold. Jest noticed I've been a floatin' 6 inches off'en the ground myself, sweet-heart. No wonder ol'Elmo 'at the corner hardware wuzza lookin' 'at me right peckculer like. Thought I'd stock up on duck tape, jest in case.

Real sorry ta hear ya ain't been yer bright, spritely bootiful bodacious lil'ol'self, honey-chile. If'n it's somethang I kin kiss, considered it done, darlin'!! Perhaps, I kin duck it!? I'd be real honored. I know how it kin be with ya sweet, tender, dellicate, dellectable women-folk. Puttin' up with us ol'geezers would give any female a fit o' the megrims. Then, thars yer monthlies, heaven ferbid!! Is it feelin' a mite hot in here, sweet-heart!? Well, then, lemme fan ya 'n relieve ya of 'at frilly apron a yourn, so's ya kin jest lie down on the sofa, real relaxin' like. Hey, how do I look in it, ma'am!? Ha ha, jest jokin'. I'll be right back with a nice cole glass a fresh ice tea widda lil'mint, jest like ya likes it. You jest take a load off, put yer lil'footsies up, baby 'n I'll be the man a the house 'n take care a everythang - dinner, housework, hawg sloppin'....Don't ya worry yer pretty lil'head 'bout nuthin' 'cuz yer with yer man, now!!!

Ain't this volverin' the life, Deanie love!? Ain't we sorry we didn't git 'round ta it afore now!? 'N thar ya wuz a worryin' all 'bout it while it snuck up 'n tapped ya on the shoulder 'n said, BOO!! Ain't that the way!? Now that yer feelin' a whole lot better, guess it's safe ta tell ya 'at ya looked absolutely 'dorable all riled up, stampin' yer 'cute lil'I-ain't-a-waitin'on-no-Christmas-foot. 'N yer in big trouble, o ye a lil'faith missy, 'cuz I'm a holdin' ya ta 'at promise ya made ta make it up ta me - wink wink!!! Yup, I'm a holdin' ya to it, 'n a rubbin' ya up 'gainst it real slow 'n easy like....

'N doncha worry none neither 'bout them psychomare-she-devil-fajita-males. Actually, thar the sweetest folks, once ya gits ta know'em, but a course with all them 'strainin' orders in effect, it's mighty hard ta git ta know'em. Prolly fer the better I reckon. I'm jest a guessin' 'at they need someone ta love, jest like us. Like a buncha hungry coon hounds with jest one bone, it's hard ta feel left out. I wish'em all the best, but sorry folks, Deanie 'n her BuddE er tighter than blocks in the great pyramid a Cheops, closer than a near-sighted private eye, tighter than Brook Shields 'n her Calvins 'n ain't nuthin' er noone ere gittin' 'tween us!!!! So, I'm a 'fraid yull jest hafta git yer own condiment table 'cuz me 'n my gal have gotta heap a ketchin'up ta do!!!! Won't ya jest relish 'at darlin'!?

So long sad times
Go long bad times
We are rid a ya at last

Howdy gay times
Cloudy gray times
Yer now a thang a the past

Happy days er here again
The skies above er clear again
So let's sing a song a cheer again
Happy days er here again!!!

Altogether shout it now
Thar's no one
Who can doubt it now
So let's tell the world 'bout it now
Happy days er here again
Yer cares 'n trouble are gone
There'll be no more from now on
From now on...

Happy days er here again
The skies above er clear again
So, let's sing a song a cheer again
Happy times
Happy nights
Wink wink
Happy days
Er here again!!!!

Yellen and Ager

XOXOXO
Yer,
Bud