Happy Birthday To Me, And Also Elvis, And Also David Bowie, As It Happens

(Confetti falls from the ceiling, much as it did on our 101st post. This time though, it's multicolored and shiny, as opposed to masks. A rather large amount falls onto Mickey's head.)

Mickey: . . .What's going on?

Ben: It's Kat's birthday, I think.

Ely: Yaaay! Yaaay! Wheee! Wheee! (Bounces in, in party hat, blowing on one of those party horns that stretch out when you blow on them.) It's my birthdaaaay!!!

Erika: (Slumps in, looking depressed.) Our birthday.

Ely: Yeah, well. . .

Kat: (Walks in.) Hey, folks. How's things?

Max: Hey, Kat. Happy Birthday.

Kat: Thanks. Er.

(Silence.)

Gabe: Kat, what in the name of Zaphod are you wearing?

Kat: Er, it's a scarf. A pink scarf. And a watch. A purple watch.

Ben: Oh, birthday gifts, right?

Kat: Right. I never wear scarves, watches, pink or purple, therefore they gave me a purple and pink scarf and a magenta watch. Yay. Oh, and a book about cave paintings.

Ely: I was actually quite fond of that book about cave paintings.

Erika: Two books. Coffee table books. And you're fond of everything.

Ely: No. Not everything. Not, for example, tomatoes, or Harry/Draco necrophilia.

Erika: I like Harry/Draco necrophilia.

Kat: Will you please stop reminding me of that? Ben, could you hand me the brain bleach? >.<

Ben: . . .We have brain bleach?

Kat: Yeah. It's right over there, by the sporks.

Spencer: I feel I must remind you that Edward Scissorhands and Sweeney Todd are still just outside.

Kat: Yeah? Go get the door, will you?

Spencer: Sure.

(Spencer goes to the door.)

Gabe: (A la the announcer at the ball in Disney's "Cinderella" - sorry, Ella's watching it as I type this) Preeesenting, Messers. Sweeney Todd and Edward Scissorhands.

Kat: Hey, guys!

Sweeney: (Creepy smile.) Hello! Have a little priest?

Kat: Er, no thank you.

Sweeney: We made you a birthday cake. It has. . .special things in it. . .

Edward: (Look shy.) You may not want to eat it.

Sweeney: Special special things. . .he was much too fat to waste, you know. . .

Kat: (Cringe.) Hey, David?

David: Yah.

Kat: Can you go and. . .er. . .eat that cake?

David: You bet! (Eats cake.)

Ben: (Under his breath, to Kat.) What was in that cake?

Kat: (Under her breath, to Ben.) Probably Sweeney's Uncle Roger. Or maybe Tobias.

Quote of the Day

"Birthdays are good for you. Statistics show that the people who have the most live the longest."

- Larry Lorenzoni

I remain, gentlemen, your faithful and obedient servant,

J.G.