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yada, yada, yada, blah, blah, blah. Happy Birthday and all that mushy stuff. Hope you didn't hurt yourself blowing out all 29 candles (I've been told that women stop counting after 29).
In my best baritone........Happyyyyyyy Birrrrrthday toooooo youuuuuuu, cough, cough (a little Alpo stuck in the throat) Happppyyyy Birrrrrthday tooooo youuuuuuuu
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