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Craig doesn't get away from the cloister very often, so tonight will be and especial, gala event for him. All thanks to his big sister Cheryl.

Here's to 30 more years of virginal bliss.

Craig says thanks for the bounty set before the birthday revelers.

Bless you!

I don't think he's sneezing.

Maybe he's afraid of what's in front of him.

Craig hacks up a lunger to flip onto the flame to extinguish it.

Craig entertains his little group with a party trick the Head Master of his Monastery taught him.

After placing the numeric candles atop his plate of goo, Craig slips into 'eyes open' meditation, wherein he calls on the power of heaven to reveal itself.

wait for it, wait for it and puff

As Craig brings his gaze in line with the wick on the candle it burst into flame.

dang

No matter how hard everybody tried to blow out the eternal candle flame it could not be extinguished until Craig dropped it into his empty Dr. Pepper glass. He wasn't sure it would work because the Head Master had used a water glass.

After all that excitement Craig begin to notice his vision was becoming blurry due to all the sugary soda pop and cake icing he had consumed.

Craig though these people must be getting very drunk because he could make out two of each of them. All for some strange reason they all seemed like STRANGERS to him too. He must really be getting back to his cubicle and his cozy cot soon.

Ah Yes, the delightful and effervescent Mary Ann turns up to spoil the monotonous doldrums these farbs are enjoying.

Craig is devastated that it will be a year before he will be able to have such fun again. He is so grateful to his big sis Cheryl for being so generous and thoughtful.

Forty-six, fourty-seven, fourty-eight... dollars... and... thirty-seven cents. There it's all taken care of.