Satiric radio commentary for the 90s from the man who drained Lake Michigan and filled it with hot chocolate!!!

Happy Birthday...Me!

Stan Freberg here. Today, August 7th, is my birthday. I don't feel any older, actually. What's your official age, anyway? Just a couple of numbers. Be right back. [:60 SPOT BREAK]

Freberg here. As I say, today is my birthday. Never mind how old I am. It's not how many candles on the cake that count, it's how old you feel inside your brain and your heart, and I must say I feel eternally young.

I've been a radio buff all my life--longer, actually. According to my mother, there was a radio dragged into the delivery room of the California Lutheran Hospital in Los Angeles--where I still live--by a nurse who hated to miss the radio soap opera, "Young Dr. Malone."

I was born on August 7th, between the NBC chimes and an Ivory Soap commercial, which makes me a Leo, with Proctor and Gamble as my rising sign.

God willing, I'll be around to celebrate a lot more birthdays.

Happy Birthday, me!

Stan Freberg here.

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