Happy Birthday, You Punk!
Very warm birthday wishes to my little sister the punk, who is 22 years old today. Why am I calling her a punk? She was born with a mohawk. Seriously. She was a punk rawker all the way. Who thinks that the coolest video in the world is “Hungry Like the Wolf” because Simon Le Bon knocks over a table.
Anyway, happy birthday, m’ija. I hope all your champagne wishes and caviar dreams come true–at the very least, I hope your old lady cough gives you enough of a reprieve so that you can blow out your candles. :)
Scorpie wishes you a happy birthday, too, even though you are scared of him. He’ll change your mind yet! Or just sting you.

Thanks, S and Scorpie. I don’t really think you’re scary, honest.
I’m hungry like the wolf…for some white cake with vanilla frosting.
Scorpie will feel better reading that. Thank you for thinking of his feelings. :)
Save some cake for the Stingy Family once we appear (kidding, don’t save, just bake another cake).
Actually, I’m kidding. No cake, please. :) Might have eggshells in it.
Kidding! (Okay, got to stop saying kidding.) Your cakes are wonderful, but I need to not pig out.
Happy birthday!