I was there...

The following is an version of the Saint Crispen's Day Speech from William Shakespeare's Henry V, updated to get you excited, not about battle, but about Joel's 21st birthday in Vegas. The updates are in brackets.

Rather proclaim it, [Joel], through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
And crowns for [no-limit] put into his purse;
We would not [gamble] in that man's company
That fears his fellowship to [gamble] with us.
This day is call'd the [celebration of Joel's 21st birthday.]
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam'd,
And rouse him at the name of [Joel Joel.]
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is [Joel's birthday.']
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say 'These wounds I had on [Joel's birthday.']
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
[Joel Graves], [Bubba] and [Derek],
[Peter] and [Twan], [Paul] and [Nate-Thaniel]-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb'red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And [Joel's birthday] shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that [plays some crazy table games] with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in [Washington] now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That [gambled] with us upon [Joel's 21st birthday.]