Okay...so the joke in the title is really bad, don't kill me.
Anywhosies...
Happy birthday to my favorite old man with an odd obsession with green, rings, fast dudes and pestering people.
You mean a whole lot to me, Hal. You've helped me through a lot and I don't think I could ever repay you for that.
You get me, I mean you were my planned best man untill...complications.
I guess I should stop blabbering and get to the point.
You may be insane, crazy and plain out stupid at sometimes but you're loyalty and softy part of you make up for that. You mean a ton to me and as much as I wish I could get rod of you at times I don't know what I would do or be without you.
Happy birthday, flashlight. May your day be as special(in more ways than one) as you are.