oh mary i&#39;m not coming home too soon

Hey, happy birthday.

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Thank you!

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Thaaanks. I'm old!

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Old, huh? Guess you'll be ordering off the seniors' menus in restaurants from now on.

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Most definitely. And shaking a broom at young whippersnappers who venture onto my lawn.

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And get a bullhorn so you can sit on the top floor and shout out of the windows at the town hooligans.

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And I can start wearing smeary fuschia lipstick and too much of that floral perfume.

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You know... at the rate my universe goes versus yours, I'll probably be caught up to you by your next birthday. Or the one after it for sure.

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Ha! That's pretty awesome, dude.

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I also have a country porch that's perfect for rocking chairs.

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We're going to get so old together.

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Not a bad age.

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It's not as good as twenty-two. That was symmetrical, and I won't get that for another decade.

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Twenty-three's a prime, though.

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That's true. My last one of those was nineteen.

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And you don't get another until twenty-nine, so make the best of it.

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I guess that's okay, then.

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Interestingly enough, I'm at a prime too this year. It's a good year for us.

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Hey, that's even better. We're not twin primes, but we can be prime buddies!

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Definitely. This may in fact never happen again. Certainly not in the next decade.

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I like this! This is pretty awesome.

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It is, isn't it?

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Really very!

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There, you see? Something to be excited about.

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Yeah, there is. Thanks, man.

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No problem.

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Hey... remember me? Happy belated birthday.

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