OK, so that last one is wishful hindsight, but still, you get the idea.
I told everyone I was going to make myself a 'Shut The Fuck Up' cake when I reaching this number, and I may be many things, but full of shit is NOT one of them. Here's my fabulous cake - it was pumpkin with cheesecake vanilla icing... and boobs.
Buddy Valastro? Eat your fucking heart out. Okay, maybe not; it's pretty ghetto. I should stick to graphic design.
The best part? My in-laws came over last minute. I smoothed over the writing and ate the nipples. And they were very impressed with its flavouring as I watched them chow down a slice of my boob cake sans nipples. Yummy!
Ooooooh! And speaking of STFU cakes... here is a song by CAKE: Shut The Fuck Up.
See what I did just there? Oh, yeah!
(except if you're at work or have kids around)
Have a fabulous Monday, everyone!