Subject: You know, Larfen, your gifts are beginning to worry me.
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Posted on: 2016-09-13 11:23:00 UTC
Principles of biology, radioactive pocket dimensions, theoretical concepts, an actual vampire... If I didn't know better I'd say there was something suspicious about you having all that stuff.
Ah, what the heck, it's the PPC. Can't get too Sherlock-y over every little thing.
Or can I...?
No, I supppse not.
Eeyup, yesterday marked the completion of another year of my life, another merry waltz around the sun. It was celebrated with cake, new books, and Back to the Future.
And there was much rejoicing.
As a bonus, today marks the ninth anniversary of my transplant from Washington to Texas. Perhaps in another nine years I'll finally adapt to the heat (Probably not).
He completed another year of his life!
He merrily waltzed around the sun!
He rejoiced muchly!
My gift upon you is: genetic variation!
If you can't adapt to the heat, at least your children can!
I mean, honestly, this is nothing compared to gift sack 2.
You people can be so dramatic, sometimes.
HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
MAY ALL YOUR WISHES COME TRUE
HOPE NOBODY MAKES YOU BLUE
AND YOUR CAKE DOESN'T EXPLODE IN GOO!
*blows noisemakers*
Kinda figured you'd be here first.
Also, you may rest assured that the cake did not in fact explode in goo.