I like to take this place to give honor to the most wonderful woman I know. To the woman who saw a guy with a lot of baggage, and who loved me anyway. Who realized she was marrying into a band of lunatics, and still said I do. I’d like to wish you love and wellness on this day, your birthday. I hope I can make it your happiest and exceed that happiness everyday to follows.
Happy birthday, Mrs. Stuffy! (Though why you’d marry a guy who’d put you in a position where someone would say to you, “Happy birthday, Mrs. Stuffy” – forget the towels on the bathroom floor, that seems like a dealbreaker to me. )