Oh, lord, can you imagine day 234 of Shanazel's 53rd birthday? The candles are melted into the leftover cake, the bubbles have gone out of the champagne, and that dear little kitty in Dipali's post has turned into a cake-fed sugar-crazed abomination. Thanks for the thought, but I believe I'll let someone else take a turn, if only to get fresh champagne!
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