First things first, this is why I wore a different shirt home from Lisa's that what I wore to get there. A-Treat black cherry exploded on me.
I twisted the cap heard the little hiss, waited a second and then as I started to loosen the cap the rest of the way... *FSSSSZT* Soda everywhere. On the floor, the microwave, the fridge.
Dave playing with Lyam. Yes, Dave has managed to park his butt in a chair built for toddlers.
The little monkey likes to be upside down, who am I to deny him that?
A shot of the cake. Lisa's own private beach, complete with a poorly built, half-finished sand castle.
Another shot of the cake. It didn't photograph well, but there's edible glitter in the water.
A close up of sand in the little bucket, and to the left of that, if you look closely there's a little footprint. (Which also didn't show up very well in the photos.)
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Whenever I reread, "I twisted the cap heard the little hiss, waited a second and then as I started to loosen the cap the rest of the way... *FSSSSZT* Soda everywhere. On the floor, the microwave, the fridge," I start giggling all over again. :-)
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