Word from authorities is that there is a significant shortage of candles left in the Hickory area. They attribute it to the Birthday of one "The Poet", also known as Thomas.

One year closer to triple digits, Thomas, hope you enjoy your day. Maybe some shuffleboard and prune juice on tap? :-) :-) :-) :-)
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Happy Birthday Thomas! :-)
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Happy Bday, Thomas!
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Many happy returns, Thomas
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Happy Birthday Thomas! Stay up late, say 7 or 8?:-)
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Happy birthday.
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Thanks, guys. Keep those cards and letters coming. :-)

Tom, let me point out that you too woke up closer to triple digits also. And checkerboard is more my speed than even shuffleboard these days. Finally, ever since that surgeon gutted me like a pig I've had more need for Imodium than prune juice. :-)

Uncle Kitty, since I woke up before 3AM this morning I may not make it to dark even. :-)
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:-) Happy B-Day Thomas!! :-)
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Happy Birthday!
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Happy birthday you old a$$ poet!
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Dammit!! :-)
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HOLY CRAP I missed Thomas' birthday?!

Well brother I hope it was epic! A day full of strippers, guns, and firetrucks. All the things that make life worth living!
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Happy belated birthday, fellow Tarheel. Hope you had a great day.
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Thanks again, guys who arrived fashionably late. And Joe, I celebrated like a Heel should, with a Cheerwine. :-)
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Happy Birthday
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Have a happy birthday
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Happy Birthday, Brother!:-):-):-)
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