Well, you'll all be relieved to hear that the pineapple upside-down cake tasted as good as it looked. Especially good with a glass of dark rum.
Last night, I dreamt I was out drinking with Barack Obama. He was really fun. Barack said we should get some french fries and I said we didn't have time because we had to meet some people on the other side of town, but Barack said not to worry. Sure enough, they brought the fries right out because Barack was friends with the bartender.
dreams of my president
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