Ees my borthday. I gard geef's. Treads. Fancy food weeth candle (born my forgheen' wheeskairs). Cad scratch mad weeth cadneep (maghe me ANGREE!). Ribe peaches frarm Nuevo Jorsey. Spreengbok rogby shor'. Reebons.
I yab no forghen' idea how ole' I yam. Feefteen. They say.
