For your birthday, I shall kidnap you in my jade-green Taurus before your parents can get their clutches on you. We shall rename the car Auspicious Earthen Water Buffalo for the occasion, then drive like a Meatloaf record to Cleveland, ay, even unto Little Italy, where we shall storm Mama Santa's and feast upon Spaghetti di Casa until gorgèd!

And then hey, could make another new religion, it's a way to kill an evening.

-- Lorrie, feeling weird and nostalgic.