To the incomparable chronicler of the F****'n Thing, & having stared into the abyss & returned to us, like a most proper cat, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!.. & a zillion happy returns!!! May a troupe of mad flamenco dancers party all night on yer lawn, to the strains of the Baja Tipple Band!!

Mark yer turf, now 'Spaw; jist don't spray the poor ol' neighbors!

Cheers, BK