Today, for my brother's birthday I got Food Poisoning! Not for him, for me.
My plans to make a quick trip to Portland and TP his house were thwarted by the necessity of staying in a semi prone position and close to a bathroom.
I have decided instead to forward him every chain, sappy feel good about little kids and puppies, and all other e-mails that bring a tear to your eye and increase your feel goodediness about your fellow man. He hates those.
Seriously, Happy Birthday little Bro!