On your birthday you should throw me a party. This is my advice for everybody, especially my clones.

Am I dying, or is this my birthday?

If I had a clone, he’d better be my equal, and not my better. Can you imagine how I’d feel being jealous of myself?

Birthdays are [soul chasers,] ghost bounty hunters that track you down to ask [the usual question], “Qué pasa, baby?

I haven’t been feeling like myself lately. No, I’ve been feeling like my clone.

I am who I pretend to be, and right now I’m pretending to be my own clone.

Birthdays are [soul chasers,] ghost bounty hunters that track you down to ask [the usual question[, “Qué pasa, baby?”
(The Raw and the Cooked)

As much as I want to make love to you, I’d rather make love to your clone.

You have no birthday because you have always lived; you were never born, and never will die. You are not the child of the people you call mother and father, but their fellow-adventurer on a bright journey to understand the things that are.

I called to tell her I loved her, which was smart, because if I’d have done it in person, I’d have caught her with another man. I don’t care if he was my clone, it isn’t right and it pisses me off. I was backstabbed by myself.

Question for your life: Let’s say we’re making love on the moon, and my clone decides to show up. Would you tell either me or him to get lost?

It's UPS
with two parcels! ...
a handsome lad, guesses it's my birthday
and asks how old I am. He acts surprised
he's a decade younger. We linger at the door
one of us is not immortal anymore.

President Putin called this morning to very nicely wish me a Happy Birthday

My clones better not wear invisible cloaks. How am I supposed to find myself as a person if I can’t even find my clones?