You know what scares me?

When someone wants a cake that is shaped like a flamingo with no legs, standind on a can of diet coke, and instead of a neck, it has a bottle of absolut vodka, and instead of a wing, a bag of peanut m&m's. you never really know what to say, so you say nothing, and you make it taste good, but you make it look weird. I hope James had a nice birthday that didn't involve mixing all of his favourite things.

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