Hey, All These Lyrics I Forgot...

Should all baking skills be forgot?
And never brought to mind?

Could all that schooling be for naught?

For all
dang
time.

For allll da-aang tiiime, my dear
For old brain wine!

La DAAAA da daaaaa da
something, something...

For bald hang(over) time!

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Hey. You. Yes, you.

I LOVE YOU, MAN.

And you, too, lady.

Have fun tonight, guys, but please remember to always decorate responsibly.

Thanks to Anthony B., Lori D., Dimitra S., Cynthia P., & Jenny C. for helping us sing in the new yar.

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And from my other blog, Epbot:

The Far Side Of Cake, Vol. 9

They say Santa just wasn't the same after that visit.

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Everyone did their best to stay nonchalant, but like moths to a flame, they were inexorably drawn to Eeyore's new lower back tattoo:

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The silence stretched out painfully, and now everyone was looking at him. Curse that mechanic and his "ultra performance diesel shake"!

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It really was a great place for cookouts and casual get-togethers... provided you never made eye contact with the ducks:

Thanks to Susan L., Laura K., Beth J., & Warren G. for the fowl play.

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P.S. Forget the cakes, this month has left my house wrecked. I'm so ready for a big purge and organizing blitz - and eyeballing nifty little turntables like this:

7-Layer Rotating Makeup Organizer

Ohhh, look at this beauty. Don't you just want to take her for a spin?
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And from my other blog, Epbot: