Ok, so it wasn't all Norwegian birthday songs; these guys also sang happy birthday to me. (The two on the left.) We ran into them in the food court across the street before rehearsal, and G-dog told them it was my birthday. So they whipped out "Happy Birthday to You." The arrangement featured some excellent harmony and the immortal line "Happy birthday, dear - what's your name?"
But we told them we wanted a birthday song in Finnish, or Russian, or something. So the one with the beard says, ok, we sing happy birthday in Russian now. [Big breath.] "Heppy byursday tu yuuu..."
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I can't speak enough alternate and/or Scandislavikavianesque languages to compete with the international set, so I'm punting...
Welcome to the Decade of the 3s! :)
Can't wait to see you tomorrow night!
Congratulations, grown-up!
And I think I'm ready to take our relationship to the next level, Ms. Science Lady. You can add me to your Netflix list - it's brozek at polisci.wisc.edu
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