This time… it’s Fish and Barry’s turn to turn 3.

Fish arrived ready to celebrate immediately—eyes on the whipped cream, fully committed, no notes. There is no “waiting politely” in his birthday philosophy. There is only joy and access. He allowed 60 seconds for the portrait to be taken, and he was ready to go!

Barry, on the other hand, showed up wiff the confidence ob someone who believes this entire ebent was organized in his honor specifically. Hat perfectly placed, posture impeccable, already accepting imaginary applause.

Together, they flanked the pamcake tower like a duo wiff very different strategies but the same goal: cake will be had.

There were moments ob chaos. There were moments ob frosting.
There was absolutely a moment where Fish made a bold mobe early and Barry pretended he had planned it all along.

Happy birthday, boys!!!

You are deeply lubbed—and yes, you can both hab the whipped cream.