It's four minutes into his birthday where he is, anyway. I wish I was with him to celebrate, but through the magic of the internets we can at least wish him all the very best.
Why, thank you! (Four minutes into my birthday I was asleep, for yes, I lead that wild a life these days. But four hours later? Wide awake, tra-la. I shoulda got up and drunk champagne.)
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