To A Girl Who Just Keeps Getting Hotter Every Year

Cheer up.

For every person bemoaning the fact that there were so many candles on their birthday cake that they set their hair on fire when they tried to blow them out, there are at least two people bemoaning that they don’t even have hair to risk anymore, and easily twice that many bemoaning the fact that they no longer have the breath to blow out their own candles anymore, and even more than that are incapable of bemoaning anything at all anymore.

So it could be worse . . . a lot worse.

This candle’s for . . .

Um . . . on second thought, you’ve probably had your fill of candles for one year.

In the words of Red Green, “Remember, I’m pulling for ya. We’re all in this together!”

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