Here's one way to tell if a cake order was made over the phone:
Followed by a three hour tour?
[For the record, that joke makes me feel reeeeally old.]
John and I just sat here saying the words "our" and "are" ad nauseam. We sounded a lot like the seagulls in Finding Nemo: "Our? Are? Hour? R? Arr?"
Still, I take comfort in knowing you're all doing the exact same thing.
Now this one made us sound like the Count from Sesame Street. Which is to say, AWESOME.
In fact, from now on, I'm always pronouncing "welcome" like "wheeel come."
Sometimes a cake makes you wonder about its back story...
...but the good
news is Sam actually didn't give a flying crap.
And finally, here's a girl with a need for speed:
Yep. Rose really likes to put the petal to the medal.
Thanks to Rachel N., Sarah D., Scot N., Kelly R., F.F., & Jon A., who only caught that last line because they've had their coffee. Good work, guys.