You don’t have to send a cake, but a simple thank you would be nice. After all, at college back in 1985, before Jack Bauer came on the scene, I was there keeping you safe.
One night, while you were snuggled up in your cozy, little bed and with no concern for my own well being, I single-handedly disarmed a hydrogen bomb – no doubt the reason you are still around to read this. When I woke up the next morning, the lamp clipped at my bedside was missing its cord. Probably a coincidence.