i got a phone call from a friend's wife's neighbor
{yeah, i'm working with three degrees of separation here}
asking if i'd be willing to make a cake for her mother-in-law's first born
{enter degree four and five}
i said yes.
{that's what i do. i say yes.}
i said yes.
{that's what i do. i say yes.}
she happens to need it on, like, the busiest day of my life, but i said yes
{because i don't say no.}
even better - she asked how much and i said "dont' worry about it"
{because i don't know how to do things for money.}
she doesn't know what she wants. just chocloate. that's all i'm working with.
mousse filling or fruit filling, even??
so.
since i don't know degrees 2 through 5...
she doesn't know what she wants. just chocloate. that's all i'm working with.
mousse filling or fruit filling, even??
so.
since i don't know degrees 2 through 5...
and i don't know their taste...
i don't know if, when i get my cake skills on...
if they'll think i've got cake skills at all.
here's to free stranger cake baking.
if they'll think i've got cake skills at all.
here's to free stranger cake baking.
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