The birthday is actually on the 30th, but we can celebrate as many times as you want to.

Severn looks at the cake, and blowing all 69 candles....

("How did you do that, Severn?" asked gnu?
"The answer is, blowing out the wind", he replies.
The Chorus starts in to singing:

"Sing choirs of gibbons,
Sing by exhalation....")

...."Now have at it, folks and drink up, as well, I can't. I'm diabetic" as he stares down at his can of Zevia Ginger Ale and sighs......

"Why's the cake so big?" asks Donuel.
"Besides needing space for 69 candles, it turns out that I couldn't persuade Sandra, Mrrzy or Acme to jump out of it., said the baker.
"Not for ANY amount of money would I go inside a cake" says Acme. "Bakers can't be choosers, you know."
"Now you tell me" says Teresa. "I could use the money."
"Where would you PUT it?" asks Mrrzy.


"No need any more for the blood shed?" calls out a Red Cross volunteer. "Does that mean we can lock it up and go home?"
"The week is young yet" says Bruce. "Check out over by where Rap is."
Some of the bats are eying the blood shed. "I dodn't think we HAD any vampires up in the belfry" whispered Severn to gnu.
"Maybe they're relatives visiting for the holidays" replies gnu.



Having been declared as "misunderstood", Severn asks Teresa Terrific if she wants to be Queen of the Miss Understood Pageant.
"I'd take it, you'd want me to be "understanding" the mistletoe over there where it "oversits"?......