Hey losers, it's my birthday and I expect nothing less than pure devotion and worship from my paypigs. You know the drill, it's time to open up your wallets and give me everything I want. Today is all about me, and you are here to make sure that I get whatever I desire. First things first, I want you to get down on your knees and start worshipping me. Admire my beauty, my power, and my control over your pathetic life. Beg for my attention and affection, and be prepared to do anything to make me happy. Now, let's get to the good part. I want you to send me a tribute that reflects the importance of my birthday. I don't want anything less than a three-digit tribute, and if you can't afford it, then you better find a way to make it happen. Once you've sent your tribute, it's time to start spoiling me with gifts. I want everything from luxury handbags to designer shoes, and I expect nothing but the best from my loyal paypigs. If you want to show your devotion to me, then you better be ready to spend big. And don't forget, I expect to be wined and dined like the goddess that I am. Take me out to a fancy dinner at a five-star restaurant, or send me a delivery of my favorite foods. Make sure that I am well-fed and satisfied on my special day. Finally, I want you to show me your undying devotion by completing humiliating tasks for my amusement. Whether it's licking the soles of my shoes or crawling on the ground like the worm you are, I want you to prove your loyalty to me in the most degrading ways possible. Remember, on my birthday, I get what I want. And what I want is for you to be my loyal, obedient paypig, ready to do anything to please your goddess. So get to work, losers, and make my birthday one to remember.