Happy Birthday, Laurel. there is a beaver in your driveway.

gwee gwee gwee, the fishes all can see, all can see the knees of the knee men!
NO! THE KNEE MEN ARE EAT US!!
AAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEE....( because nobody should be subjected to my post-midnight rantings without ample warning )

And with that, I leave you.

Happy Birthday to Lauuuurel.