Bake me a cake and lather it with strawberry frosting - no sprinkles - and poke three candles into it. Please don't blow them out because I'd like to practice committing arson in the neighborhood in which I reside. To think a flickering flame atop a cake celebrating little Petey's birthday can result in being sentenced to 25 to life...life....is beautiful
Oh I talk about interns dressing like 304s/hobos & fine dining meals
