Yeah, baby, yeah! This shagadelic secret agent recently defrosted from hibernation is randy and ready to go! He can swing with the grooviest chicks or the swankiest international men of mystery. He’s been chased down by Dr. Evil’s Fembots and now needs to engage his spy contact, the celebrant, to help save the world from certain doom. While you can never truly know the dangers they will face, you can be certain the recipient will be armed with a special party hat and kazoo, and Austin will brace them for their adventure with a rousing tune for the occasion. He also leads the crowd in a familiar song, and presents you personal message on a keepsake telegram card… which will to self-destruct in 10… 9… 8….