Happy Birthday! I shan’t sing, as that would probably burst your eardrums. And I shan’t throw cakes. It’s a waste of good frosting, you know? I hope you have an enjoyable day and a joyful year.
“Willy was a rather unusual snake, for he was fond of reading. Snakes don't usually care much about books, probably because they haven't any hands to hold them with. But Mr. Tweedle had a sort of reading stand on his desk, and if he propped a book up on it, Willy could turn the leaves with his nose.” -- Walter R. Brooks,