Two young men, one wearing nothing but a fake birthday cake around his naughty bits, the other scantily dressed as Cupid and carrying a guitar. They sing the Beatles' "Birthday" and "My Funny Valentine," then Cupid hands Simon a huge heart-shaped chocolates box and the birthday cake hands him a card, which reads:
Dear Sir,
Was that fun? I hope so! I wanted to get you something special for your fortieth, and I tried really hard to get us that two weeks in Tahiti from the charity auction, but $400,000 is a lot, even for me. Then I was going to get you the pool with Jessica Alba item, because you flirted with her on the journals at least once, and it's in LA, but Enver was bidding for me and I was bidding for Enver b/c his item was more and I wanted to give a little more than he did anyway, and Jess's thing went up last minute and he couldn't afford it. So, long story short, the ticket to LA that I've enclosed can be used at any time, and I hope I can see you soon. I love you and nothing's ever made me happier than being your boy.
Happy birthday,
Jon |
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