Oooh... would you like your cake to be 'in the flesh?'
Urrr.... I guess it wouldn't matter anyway I already let the stripper go out of the second-hand cake I inherited from Max. She was a real class act to talk to, and intelligent to boot! Did you know that she was actually in the novelty 'popping out of cakes' business to help pay for college? Plus, her dad was some kind of important figure up in North Dakota... I think he was House Representative or something. Anyway..
HoBo.
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That was lame.
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