There are a few things you must know for the following text conversation to make any sense. Today is the Marine Corps birthday. Archie is a former Marine. Arch's actual birthday is on the 12th. And I called him and said, "Happy birthday!" and then the call was dropped, thus initiating the following texts:
Me: Happy Marine Corps birthday, devil dog!
Archie: Thank you. I feel pretty spry for being 233 years old.
Me: You don't look a day over 150.
Yeah, we'll be here all week. Tip your waitress and try the veal.
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