



Happy Birthday Ernesto, I mean Robert. Sorry this post is late in the day but you can’t get made at me, Nahum, and Jack. We are all out of it. Nahum is at home locked in his room in the zone, I’m slappin’ Alias in the face and Jack can’t tell his hand from the computer mouse. But anywayz, happy birthday man, I hope you get some good shat for your birthday. Who knows, maybe you’ll get a message or call from Dr. Angel Face.
Happy Birthday my friend!!
Everything is going to be fantastic for you and for us.