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September 11, 2009

Look what's at the grocery.

No chocolate. They say they have to order it from New York.photo.jpg

Posted at 01:03 PM in In Which We Mock Ourselves |

Comments

3

You need help. Seriously.

Posted by: 3 | September 11, 2009 at 07:50 PM

Becs

No, the woman just needs her babka. I understand.

Posted by: Becs | September 11, 2009 at 08:48 PM

Caroline

Bring some Wednesday. It's my birthday month.

Posted by: Caroline | September 11, 2009 at 08:55 PM

gaoo

I sense a new concept sweeping the nation.
January's mine.

Posted by: gaoo | September 12, 2009 at 06:05 PM

TheQueen

3 - I want to conquer the babka. I want to be the Babka Shiksa.
Becs - Thank you, Becs.
Caroline - Okay then. You get anything you want on the birthday month. And it's Marcias birthday month too.
Gaoo - I will agree with everything you say in January.

Posted by: TheQueen | September 13, 2009 at 03:01 AM

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