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Not so much for winning though.
Happy B-Day, Andy! You're 23, which, according to Tom Haverford, makes it totally not creepy for me to date you! Yay for all of us.
But really, yay for Daveed. That was a fucking clinic that you put on tonight. Now please please please back it up tomorrow.
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