My guy telling me that I am bad on his birthday

My guy's birthday was yesterday. We are rarely together on each other's birthday. Last year was one of those rare, special occasions.

I sent my guy an e-card. I also wrote him a loving e-mail. I listed my favourite CB-isms from him. Some of them include the following:

• I demand whining!
• I am a woolly mammoth, with a tusk that needs polishing.
• Just give me the f*ckin' PowerPoint! 

I ended my e-mail by saying, "Your good girl."

A few hours later, my guy responded. He loved both my e-mail and e-card. I could tell by all the smiley emoticons. I especially liked the end of his sweet e-mail:

P.S. You are still a bad girl!

I like when he tells me that I am.