Michael's Texas Embrace

Today is the Anniversary of Andrew. I am told it is customary to sing the birthday song. But that song is tired. It is old. It is played out, seen better days, fading away, etc. I have erected a new birthday song. One for all men and women, equally. The most perfect birthday song ever. Catchier, more moving and beautiful. More eloquent. But I shall deprive all the world, save one man, of this song. For it is Andrew's song, and can never be the birthday song for the rest of the world, though the world will clamor to make it for all and not just one man. But they will fail. The song is protected by devices, ancient and cunning traps that when set in motion cannot be stopped. If this song is sung with someone else's name in it, these devices built into the song will be set onto their terrible course. Blood will be spilled. Screams will be screamed. So do not take this song as your own. Unless you are Andrew, in which case the song is already yours and you need not fear the terrible devices hidden in the song, and you may enjoy it as it was meant to be enjoyed, for yourself. You were born and not killed by a song full of traps. Rejoice.

Happy Birthday Andrew Parts 1-3

Please, sing along and wish Andrew a Happy Birthday, with this, the new customary birthday song of the birthday of Andrew and not other people who may be killed by the attempt, due to the aforementioned traps.