Kankakee drugstore clerk, Elvis impersonator and vulnerable narc-a-doodle Robbie Hurlbutt turns 47 today! We hope his birthday is number one.
Robbie sells selfies on the street.
Happy Birthday Robbie Hurlbutt!
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Have an offal good birthday, Carla Moran!
Carla Moran’s wish list.
The Moroniverse wishes the Midwestern sterile supply clerk, shapeshifting humanoid turkey vulture and self-righteous narcadoodle known as Carla Moran a very happy hatch day! We hope you and your flock have your carrion/steak meatballs, and burp them up too. Yum!
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Robbie Makes Billboard
Kankakee Elvis impersonator and vulnerable narcadoodle Robbie Hurlbutt thinks he is Elvis. He posted this billboard to hopefully bring in some birthday cheer from the single ladies. Do you think it will work? Don’t lock him in the bathroom!
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Damien’s Special Birthday Meal
“Now Mr. Hurlbutt, we have a special treat for you on your birthday! Instead of daily corn-on-the-cob which we know you just love, we have something else!” the guard says as she brings the test subject his tray.
“Oooh boy, oh boy, what is it?” Damien exclaims with glee, orange neckbeard aglow.
“Corn SILK! Enjoy, Daemon!”
“It’s Damien…” the communal narc-a-doodle and former cinema clerk from Bourbonnais frowns with disappointment and melodrama to add sappiness atop sappiness, head in palm drawn down in slow motion because he is an idiot who had tried to break into Area 51.
Happy Birthday Damien!
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Happy Birthday Bernadette Cacca!
For her birthday today, Manteno Mistress of Poop, Entramanure and Communal Narcadoodle Bern Cacca wants to meet her idol, Kaitlin #PoopingForKaitlin Bennett! We hope she’s full o’ crap!
Happy Birthday to you
You really like poo
You burn your own poopies
You fart on them too!
And many moorrrrre…
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Robbie Hurlbutt: A Hot Mess
Yesterday, November 17th, was Wally Green’s store clerk, Elvis impersonator and covert narcissist Robbie Hurlbutt’s birthday.
“Are you hosting anyone for Thanksgiving?”” Wally asked Robbie.
“No, my table is rather small.”
“How about your birthday?”
Robbie spied a discounted flower bouquet and rang it up himself to ensure he got his employee discount, not caring that it was against company policy.
“I bought myself these flowers to put on my tiny table.”
The smallest violin played over the store intercom.
In walked Robbie’s number one crush, Gothic Diana Ross, whom Robbie had a history of relentlessly stalking.
“Diana, it’s my birthday and I want to give YOU these roses if you spend it with me.”
Unimpressed, Diana knocked the bouquet to the floor and walked away.
“Be sure to clean up that mess,” Wally Green tells his subordinate.
“Diana, I spent all that money on you, and you just threw my love away,” Robbie said to try and guilt-trip the singer and leader of the Midnight Supremes.
Diana giggled and walked out the door.
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Like, whoa! It’s Sybil Kibble’s Birthday!
Kankakee bill collector, LeBaron driver and dog-food connoisseur Sybil Kibble got these dog bones for her birthday. Shhh…don’t tell her it’s people food.
Happy Birthday to the Kibbler!
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Damien’s Super Soft Birthday Message
As much as Bourbonnais communal narcissist and fedora-sporting neckbeard Damien Hurlbutt wanted to attend his big birthday bash, he could not make it because he got stuck on the toilet.
Instead, we bring you these important words from Squirrely Dan.
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