Dead Castro Celebrates Birthday, Tells Chavez: "Pull My Finger!"

Well, Happy Birthday, El Comandante. Honestly, you had us all fooled. We thought you were well on your way to being a festering mass of rotted flesh. Damn the luck!
But maybe we were half right...since you said to your oppressed masses who were praying for your demise to be prepared for some "adverse news".

Maybe those prayers will be heeded and that you are indeed hopelessly infested with cancerous malignant cells which are devouring your lower intestine and colon as we speak. So perhaps just your lower half is turning into a festering mass of rotted flesh.

The free world can only hope.
Have a nice day, Bud...may it be just one of a few you have left!