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er... Bonne anniversaire, mon amie!
Happy B-day, Jaccob! Hope it turns out to be a wild night: drunken debauchery, someone dancing on the tables, cake fight, someone catching their hair on fire trying to light the candles... the usual. :)
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By the time you're twenty-five they will say you've gone and blown it. By the time you're thirty-five I must confide you will have blown them all
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