Frosting

Jul 16, 2014 08:30

Boss walks in with a fucking box full of cupcakes this morning at 0800 and I'm like



MUST BE STRONG.  MUST RESIST.  BUT WHY DO I WANT TO RESIST, REMIND ME?  FESDFKJASLJDF.  GIRLISH FIGURE, GIRLISH FIGURE, BUT FUCKING FFROSTTIINNNGGGG!!

That is all.

EPIILOGUE (7/30/14):
I ate the shit out of one of those cupcakes.  Thankfully the frosting was gross (Marge's home-made recipe that she raves about, too - so one was plenty. And I worked out, so there is that.)  THE END.

sugar

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