Happy Birthday! I shan’t sing, as that would probably burst your eardrums. And I shan’t throw cakes. It’s a waste of good frosting, you know? I hope you have an enjoyable day and a joyful year.
“'Rubbish, "My fight" indeed! D'you fondly imagine that I'd sit there munching at the old nosebag while some ugly great rodent and his band of yahoos run about conquering my countryside?'” -- Brian Jacques,