As he implied in a post crafted yesterday (which can be found in the 9/11 thread), today is the celebration of the birthing of Mr. Master Arson.

Congratulations on living this long, Stab. We're all proud of you.

Happy Birthday, sir.

I hope you get a gun for us to shoot. ;)

Giddy-up.

-Ugly Bastard

Happy Birthday, Stab. I'd visit you on this, the day of your birth as you did for mine, but I have prior engagements. I send my deepest regrets and appologies, while at the same time, my best wishes. Have a good one.

Feliz cumpleanos! Have a great day, Stab.

happy birthday Mr. Master Arson!

Wow. Watch what you're sayin man. Watch what you're saying.

Anyway, Stab, there's a package of wet hot cunt out on your front doorstep compliments of your favorite wager of war.

And no, it's not from Santa Anna.

I'd like to thank everyone for their well-wishes on my survival. I'd especially like to thank Chuck for the gift... I thought you were joshing me until I opened the door. wow, you're my hero.

that is all.

Hey, it was no problem. I went out to the stores not knowing if there was going to be anything left due to a probable Stabmas Eve run, but luckily, there were a few choice cuts left.