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Dear Silas:
It would be a great birthday gift.
...because I'm so stressed from trying to maintain this bullshit lifestyle.
Come get me if you want. I don't give a shit, because I'm broke.
Or worse.
Time is cruel.
You get Guillermo, and it never comes back to me.
- For an extra charge, we sure can. - Great.
I thought you loved me.
We happen to have a daughter who hasn't seen you in over two years.
Oh, my God.
Yeah.
How come you always have shit blowing up?
"Me, Mom."
Something kind of fell into my lap.
Rad told me it was a special occasion. Your boyfriend's birthday?
- Happy birthday to me. - What?
- Just great. I want you out of here. - See you.
...so we got another 15 minutes to break the law.
...how fast things move down by the ocean.
Really? What kind?
Dear Silas: Happy birthday. Happy 18th birthday.