Happy B-Day old pal. Hoping the republic will thrive, guns will be in the hands of the good guys and the music never end.
Happy Birthday, my old friend. Wishing you a great year ahead. Drop in and see me if you get out this way. Mr. Ghrits's love life has stalled so I don't anticipate you will encounter the same greeting that Mortimer did when he wander into camp.
Many thanks for the well wishes! I have had some old friends from my salvage operations drop in for the weekend for music and great food and too much good whiskey and remembering when; great time. God Bless.