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| Morning clouds |
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| Just hideous |
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| Also hideous. Just gross. |
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| Just a little birthday 'buch to make up for the fact that I had to go to work for 3 hours to attend an "important" meeting. The indignity. |
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| Bundt. |
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| That's not flour. I dust all my cakes with pure uncut Colombian cocaine. |
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| 50 Shades... |
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| Hitting the trail - earn that cake! |
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| What a mess. A delicious, glorious peanut-buttery chocolatey mess. |
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| Afternoon delight |
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| Couldn't decide if I was feeling like a pretty dancer or an Indian chief. |
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| Why can't I be both? |
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| Not sorry. |
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| Andy brought me flowers! |
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| Why don't you just keep swimming right on into my mouth, okay fish? |
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| I need a box cutter to get at these presents |
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| 3 is enough |
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| There's a definite theme here. The most 'me' birthday that I've ever enjoyed. Let's cook and stuff our faces with delicious foods on lovely plates, and then exercise a whole bunch so we can still wear awesome clothes. |
28, you're alright. Aight.
Noice!!!!!!!!!!
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