Heya Muffin,  it's Sprinkles. 

I sound lifeless don't I?  Sorry about that,  but life's been crazy.  In a good way I guess.  I wanted to come here and make a fun filled happy little chapter for you,  but all I can think about is how,  a year ago you found me here on this orange planet while I was wandering around all lost and lonely,  and introduced me to a family.  You gave me everything Watty-related I have today. And it was thanks to you and your uncanny ability to make me smile that I survived that year without too many scars. 

Muffin,  you seriously seriously make this world a better place and I hope you realize how important you are to me.  I know we don't talk much at all these days,  and I'm hoping summer will fix that,  but whatever happens,  know I love you a whole lot, and every time I see a message or spam from you, I find myself smiling no matter what's going on in my life atm. 

I hope you have a fantastic year and a fantabulous day filled with muffins and cake and ice cream. I loooooooooooooove you,  kid.

More sprinkles to you.

(Oh and the frog wrote you a bootyful poem:)

Underneath the moonlit waters

is home to a pearl that gleams

brighter and brighter, luring

travelers and pebblers

to its eternal glaze, wealth

that cannot be seen, nor felt

for soon a frog wandered far

into the forbidden salt waters

etched retribution as scars

he wandered far until he found his pearl

where many sailors daren't hark

he withheld its beauty, and the 

pearl held him in its fossil

he touched, as the pearl opened

gaped, the frog and the pearl together

aloof, the pearl became a blackhole

and sucked him in to never surface again

wretched sea spirit