Hmm..
- Unbelievably expensive dinner (and damn good steak)
- Wrapping paper
- Chocolate Bill Knapp’s cake
- Candles
- Dog begging for food at my feet
Well, four of those things are special. Must be my birthday. No more blogging today.
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4 responses to “This list means something”
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missed your birthday? damm A big virtual bottle of tabasco sauce to you
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HA! Thanks Karen!
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Ah, but the Bill Knapp's cake isn't quite the same without a barely audible, 14th-generating tape recording of “Happy Birthday” piped through a single speaker at one end of the dining room. And having the cake settle in on the au gratin potatoes already in your stomach. And 10 cent York pepperment patties at the counter. And….Sorry. Happy belated birthday!
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Oh, 10 cent York peppermint patties.. you know, at its best, Bill Knapps wasn't that bad of a place. Of course, at its worst, it ranked slightly above cardboard. Ah well, at least someone saved the cake.Thanks for the (belated) wishes. You almost beat my parents in saying so.
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