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That is all. Please carry on.

Three words, Ladies (and Interested Gentlemen): Michael Phelp's Tush.

So, um. Yeah. Your birthday. The day when everyone celebrates you. You certainly deserve to be celebrated. I couldn't pick out just one thing for you, so yeah, I kinda went overboard. But... you deserve everything. I kinda like you. A bit. You're not rational and totally insane and I'm still trying to quantify you but I don't think it's possible. If I ever do I'm pretty sure I'll be up there with Stephen Hawking and Albert Einstein. Your theorem will make stars dance, Jani.

Happy Birthday.

So you'll always have music to dance to.
So you'll always remember there are certain rules you can't break and you will be safe.
So you'll never be taken off guard.
So you'll have always have instant protein available on your wild escapades.
Because what's funner than instant snow?
Because you already have the key to my heart.
Because, believe it or not, I do trust you. And this way you won't be stealing things and that will make you a tiny bit safer.

( Gigi )