So Marie makes some awesome Tiramisu. I can't even add anything else to that statement.
Lazy cake goodness
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Last night my Mom threw a wedding shower for Liz's cousin Marianne, whom also happens to work with my Mom. A bunch of women from my Mom's work was there, including the Indian women who spoke to Sharon, an Italian that is trying to tell me to move to Bolton, and a bunch of Filipinos who party, well, uniquely. It was fun catching up with Liz, and forcing her to awkwardly dance in front of other people. It was also gross seeing a bunch of old women, including my Mom, play with the gifts Marianne got. Oh yeah, the gifts were sex-related, like penis-shaped candies. *Shudder*
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