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[heckblazer]

[ It's probably not a video he records or posts deliberately, considering his lack of technological competence. But there he is, slouched alone on a pub patio, moping behind a cloud of cigarette smoke. He's well into a bottle of...good Lord, flavoured vodka? Birthday cake, no less?

Well. It's not like lushes can be picky. ]

Huh. Didn't think I'd make it to see another one of these days.

[ He adds his cigarette butt to the mountain on the ashtray in front of him, and lights another, muttering softly between his teeth, ]

Happy fuckin birthday to ya, Johnny.
Useless twit.

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[uncledad]

Is it? I would think it would be unnerving. In my country, it's said of my family that we always pay our debts. That means we expect the same of others, when the debt is owed to us.

I do have some small tact. I wasn't going to mention debt on your birthday.

[What a name for a day.]

[heckblazer]

Luckily, I'm not blessed with such trifles. The day's come every year, so far. Nothing special.

You've adjusted delightfully to the joys of modern world, though. The indoor plumbing working out for you?

[uncledad]

The innovations are truly astonishing. A basin into which water flows with no more effort than a twist of the wrist? Sorcery. And then there's shitting indoors.

Such daily luxury is easy to adjust to.