That’s as direct as grilled venison gets.
Happy Birthday. Wonder if I can think of any invitations that I could give you to somewhere special? Hmmmmm.
Nope. Best Wishes though.
Thanks for all the birthday wishes from all you old farts who have been around long enough to know who I am!
The most important question . . . what is YOUR interpretation of that cake, Dale?
(Thanks for everything! 
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And are you going to let that mention of the big 60 by unchallenged?
Some of us are even older farts, than knowing who you am.
Thanks for C&F, young fella.
And many more turns round the Sun, to ye.
Happy belated birthday Dale!
The swirls on the cake remind me of Van Gogh’s Starry Night.