When your "Yay Jesus" crowds out the rest of the text, you cut a few corners on the "birthday" to cram it all in. Ok, fine. I get it.
The problem started when some wreckerator somewhere looked at that and thought, "Hey, that saves me four whole letters! I should write it that way ALL the time!"
And so...[dramatically steepling fingers]...it began.
First a dash was added, to make it seem more respectable:
Then they ditched the 'B':
Next, the "day":
It's like a code. Am I wishing you a happy birthday? Maybe, maybe not. I might be wishing you a Herniated Bowels day. Because, yeah, I do that sometimes.
And yet, shockingly, we still haven't gotten to the worst part of this whole abbreviation craze.
Think with me for a moment: are there any holidays out there that might not do well in an abbreviated form? Any at all? C'mon. Think about it.
Oh, good. I'm positively itching to show you this last photo.