Aint what?
Kerri and Rachel made me such a special birthday dinner with a fruit tart topped with glitter candles!
A double sausage strike.
Spidey's day off.
I need to know what's going on in there.
Vogue. Vogue. Vouge. Vouge.
Beanie Babies.
Party's over.
So are the fucking Holidays!
The sweater cage is at max capacity.
I thought Mama would like to have her own collection...
...but sweaters make her angry.
There's nothing worse than a cold bed.
Here's to another year!
Thanks to all that make my days.
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