Since you're only ten I won't tell you how irritating you are.
Or how sad your art is. If you were my child, and I spent my hard earned money on a gift for you and all I got in return was some half-assed online thank you card, I'd throw all your shit in a box, toss it in the front yard and boot you along with it.
Happy birthday!
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Buy my T-shirts. People will like you more and I will hate you less.
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