For my day of birth has come again.
All hail His Fluffiness, Defender of the Rabbit, Prince of Pancakes, Lord of the Fluffy Universe and the Furry Fourth Quadrant. Blessed be His Name. It is my honor to recite the Epic Poem, gracing us with the story of His Illustrious Incarnation. Long long ago, in the blackness of worlds past, The beings of Bald Bean Bend were said not to last For without good Fluffiness and Pancakes galore They would not, they could not, live on any more. But lo, in his wisdom, His Fluffiness did rise From slumber to greet us with fire in his eyes. He looked down with pity on a world gone astray And kindly did show us the proper, Fluffy way. With a dash and a hop His Fluffiness did scurry To brighten a dark, sad world; he did in a hurry For soon one could see with shining new ardor Pancakes and Fluffiness, til he could see no farther. And this was the day for glorious rebirth To Fluffiness and Pancakes, goodness and mirth So sing forth your praises to His Holy Name His Fluffiness, Lord Feridad, in joyous refrain.
All true believers in the Rabbit rejoice. Today is a most glorious day.
Rejoice! Rejoice! But exactly, what do you mean? your birthday was like a month ago, His Fluffiness. (otherwise, mental note, check in google translator what "fluffi" means)
Are you drunk again mishie
Well, obviously. I was celebrating the DAY.
None can match the tribute I gave. GLORY