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This pretty much describes what rehearsals are like.
I should learn what it means to smile for a picture.
Then this random guy started taking pictures with us. It was so weird. We don't even know him.
Emily, Scott, and I had a party/baking/pig out day.
Emily and I celebrated our amazing picture taking abilities (too bad I have none).
Can you spell hotties?
We decided it was necessary to buy brownie, cake, and cookie mix.
Scott was excited to get started.
We had a hard time deciding which brand and style we wanted of cake/brownies/cookies.
We got way too excited about this.
Deciding on frosting was a hard choice too...
Emily and I got kinda possessive...
ACTUAL CONVERSATION:
Random woman: You guys really have no lives if you're taking pictures with a candy bar.
Us: You're right. We have no lives.
Random woman: *laughs hysterically*
Scott was a baking fool.
You wish you were us...
OUR CAKE THAT LOOKS LIKE A HAMBURGER! SWEET!
okbye.