Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday, dear Wenchling,
Happy birthday to youuuuuuuuu!
As it is the day marking the 17th anniversary of emperor_boy's existence, feyr, neonid and I will congregate in Houston for much fun. And quite possibly pie.
My only Friday class just ended, so I am off to Houston. I should arrive around six.
... Kevin got the impression I was going to be there around three. Oh dear. Fortunately, the worst that will happen to him at our house is someone will try to feed him. Or bite him. But my brother's more wary of him since he learned that for a scrawny guy, Kevin can hit back pretty fucking hard (he has hidden muscles. They are popeye-esque in their bulginess, and they frighten those who have never seen them). My brother learns well from beatings (and bitings - see the Biting Grandma incident of Thanksgiving '02).