Okay, so I thought I'd do a sort of "gag" cake for Richard's 50th. Something like "Getting older is crappy, but fifty is nifty" type of thing. I think Richard thought it was kind of cute.On top of a 9" x 13" chocolate cake, the litter is vanilla wafer crumbs and the poops are tootsie rolls.
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I'm passing on that one--or is it in that one?
You may indeed be the funniest woman in the world. Meow, Francine!
Yum. Looks like your cats helped you bake this cake... was there any chocolate sauce to go with?
And it was probably the best birthday ever. Because, as usual, Ronna put all her creativity and baking skills into this creation. Filet mignon, with a bacon wrap, perfectly seared on a stovetop, haricotss verts, lintell vinaigrette, with sweet potatoes.
Just typical, mouth-watering.
This cracked me up! (Also starts one wondering what you would have done if Richard was a dog person).
Let's not go there.
I had a rabbit once.
No one cares, Eve.
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