Today is the date that the Italian stork dropped, with some Parmesean and spice on the side, Lisa Lampanelli, in 1961, in Trumbull, Coneticutt, to her new parents.Once you go Lisa, you are as attentive as the leaning tower of Pisa. Once you go Lampanelli, you always shake, laughing like Jelly. So all hail to the Loveable Queen of Mean.
Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you fat chunk of lovable insults, happy birthday to you...!
(apologies to Mildred S. and Patty Hill)