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This is a really long trip we're on here, sugars and sugarettes. But it's not about the destination. No need to get an ironic tattoo, wear lavender oil or a Stepford smile if that ain't you. Just be your bad self. Don't worry 'bout your birthday. You only have one anyway. And as a wise man once said, time is no linear thing. You, me, us, we love our bodies, and that's a good thing, but let's not forget that Father Time's hourglass figure makes him a sexy mug too. Let's give him some lov. And while we're at it, let's feed that fine ass Mother Nature some honey as well. Remember, we're all Children of Lov. So let's make our parents proud. Let's sing ourselves back to the Mother's hip. Let's turn back to the cosmic cantaloupes and draw deep. Let's travel through the deep south, pass through the lov canal, and immerse ourselves in the voluptuous body of water ahead. As the Scripture hath said, the ocean is our catwalk. The time is ripe for music made of lov n' haight. Let's jump off this money tree. Together.