Tobi, un. Come over. Now.
Biker-dude threw two huge bags of flour at me this morning when I walked out of my apartment (totally flooring me, yeah, and nearly breaking my freaking ribs. It hurts to breath.). So I was like: I'll show him! I'll use this flour to make stuff!
So I made muffins. You know, those ones that you're (strangely) obsessed with?
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