actually, I'm going to bed early, and it's midnight my time, so happy birthday!
And I'll tell you it again when it's actually your time later.
Tuor: Stuff is our resident, hot mess, alcoholic.
Senel: Stuff is the patron saint of getting shitfaced. You replaced your organs with an engine that runs solely on alcohol.
Tuor: You foolish fools, no one can tame the stuffaluffagus!