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It's almost my 33rd burfday, so let me shake my so let me shake my stankin' ass up in here until my heart pounds my chest like fists to the sky. When it comes to the heart attack, one should hold the arms up, not back, because all this money is in the stroke like the first card to hit the 32nd spoke of a seven tiny angel cycle. The ace of diamonds could be heard slapping the air like cherry blushed cheeks to sing a song with beats repeaating like scraps of cherry apple pie iin golden tooth kernels. Colonel Korn sat, eyes wide open, hoping for a knob to turn itself in time and serve the music.
A vibrant and surreal collage illustration depicts a celebration of gambling and success. In the center, a jubilant man with short, dark hair, wearing a white shirt and dark pants, raises his fists in triumph, a glowing heart radiating from his chest. Above him, the number "33" glows brightly, reminiscent of a marquee sign. Surrounding the man are swirling, colorful light trails that resemble an electrocardiogram line, with musical notes, dollar bills, and golden coins floating around.
To the left, an elderly general in a green military uniform with medals sits in a wooden chair, observing the scene with a contemplative expression. Above him, a vintage electrical switch box with a golden knob emits a bright light, from which dollar bills and coins spill out.
To the right, two cherubic figures, wearing white outfits, pilot helmets, and angelic wings, ride a light purple bicycle. The figure in the back holds up the Ace of Diamonds playing card, which also emits a bright glow.
The foreground features three cherry pies with lattice tops and fillings, some showing a piece missing and crumbs scattered on plates and a wooden table. Small golden coins are scattered around the pies. The overall background is a deep purple and black space, speckled
