Three Cupcakes and a Funeral
When I die (in about 80 years), I'd like it to be of a chocolate overdose. I'd like cupcakes and BYU chocolate milk served instead of funeral potatoes and ham. You can pick up the necessary baked goods at the dessert cafe aptly named, THE Chocolate. Don't worry. It's just up the hill in Orem and worth every bit of scary State Street driving.
BTW. BGibbs--the next time you're in town, there's a slice of cake with your name on it. Tempting, isn't it?
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I thought BGibbs disappeared? Does he still roam our planet? Next time I'm in town can there be a piece with my name on it? If it coincides with the said Mr Gibbs can we all go together?
I've heard rumor that BGibby still exists, but can't confirm it. Regardless, there is always a big piece of chocolate cake for my "Miss Melis."
BTW, give that sweet Corinne a snuggle for me.
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