It's not my birthday, but I can always pretend. You can pretend along with me (unless, it's really your birthday then no pretense is involved). I propose this question. How would you feel if Francis Cadieux popped out of a giant birthday cake in similar state of undress as the pictures below?
Here's my thought...
On one hand, LIKE OH MY MOTHER FUDGING GOD! BEST BIRTHDAY GIFT EVER!
On the hand, I may hyperventilate, pass out, and fall in a deep coma, and miss the rest of my birthday!