And of course there was cake for desert. Good cake. GREAT cake. And of course I sent the leftovers to Brianna's house. If the cake was left here, the good, great cake, I would eat it all up. I swear I would. I know I would. And I will always be that weak when good, great cake is alive and well in my home. And so the cake had to go. End of story.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Easter time, cake time.
And of course there was cake for desert. Good cake. GREAT cake. And of course I sent the leftovers to Brianna's house. If the cake was left here, the good, great cake, I would eat it all up. I swear I would. I know I would. And I will always be that weak when good, great cake is alive and well in my home. And so the cake had to go. End of story.
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