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Dec. 22nd, 2003 11:11 pmI made some sugar cookies tonight and frosted them for my coworkers. What I lack in accuracy, I make up for in creativity. I decided that one gingerbread shaped man should be wearing a wifebeater with assorted red foodstains on his chest.
The angels look like nuclear fission. The candycanes....have been drinking. The stars...about to super nova.
I shan't quit my day job. I have no patience for this frosting business.
The angels look like nuclear fission. The candycanes....have been drinking. The stars...about to super nova.
I shan't quit my day job. I have no patience for this frosting business.