Happy bearday... I mean, boneday... I mean... BIRTHDAY. Yeah, that's it. Birthday.
Happy BIRTHDAY, dear boy! Thank you for indulging my coffee and how-to book addictions; my bad (and constant) jokes; my craziness for canines; for sampling all the South African music I listen to all the time (and for pretending to actually even like some of it); for learning Afrikaans from the answering machine; and for just generally putting up with me, nonsense and all.
smooch him. and hug him. and cuddle with him. because you get to be with him on his b-day... oh ja, and happy birthday from this side of the world as well ;o)