It's somebody's birthday today. I can't seem to remember who though. I'm thinking it was one of the drinking buddies a while back. Must not be important though, especially if I can't remember who.
I was USArmy. I had to. I couldn't very well give those jarheads a h/t without at least a little shit. Happy 233rd. I'd hate to have to light that cakes candles.
Edit: Vinnie's story in the comments had me laughing out loud.