Let him eat cake
Saturday night, 9:40 pm
Me: what are you doing?
Mark: making a cake.
Me: why?
Mark: because I want to.
Well, let’s not argue then.
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November 1st, 2004 at 4:29 pm
Cakes, rude dolls, cat-bum faces and now an Emu. At least there were no flying lemurs here.
November 1st, 2004 at 4:33 pm
That pretty much sums it up, and it’s only likely to get worse.
November 7th, 2004 at 5:54 pm
I love your dialogues!