While my jealousy is still asleep (its a lazy thing, that green bastard), I wanted to pop by and wish my babiest-of-baby sisters a happy 21st birthday. 21 years old this year, and youre still my baby sister.
Of course, at the moment, youre galavanting around Europe, playing in Paris with Mom, which, normally, would make me too jealous to even talk to you. That said, of course, Im sad that I cant call you and wish you a happy birthday. While I know this message wont actually get to you, I wanted to post it anyway, because Im thinking about you and want the best stuff to happen for you on your birthday.
