"Egyptian bells are ringing when it's her birthday, my sweet nothing I'm talking about you there's a hurricane blowing your way."

Today is a day for celebrating the miraculous fact that I've managed to not die for another year.

We celebrate this herculean feat by setting a cake blazing with fire.

The more years I accumulate, the more chance I have that the fire will burn off my eyebrows.

I am not quite sure what this is supposed to symbolize.

We also celebrate with presents.

They help.