Happy Birthday, Tony!

Braving the icy north, Tony toils away at his workstation.  “Compute, damn you!” he mutters into his thinning notebook.  His fingers carefully scrawl the runes of a foreign language called “math”.  Somewhere, a watch beeps.  His bloodshot eyes peer up at the nearest clock.  With a dry chuckle, he realizes that he’s now a year older.  “Happy birthday to me…” he breathes as turns back to his stubborn figures.  The watch ticks on.

Or maybe he’s watching The Office; I don’t know.

Happy Birthday!

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