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Hello, Goodbye
Nov. 29th, 2014 01:17 pmAUGH. Tomorrow is Sunday, which is the traditional day of Sunday brunching, and of course I have no brain.
SO.
On <24 hours notice I say COME YE ALL TO THE BRUNCH THAT IS BAJI'S TOMORROW AT TEN-THIRTY. WE SHALL FEAST UPON THE FLESH OF THE BABY CHICKEN AND THE FLESH OF THE TOAST (NOT THAT TOAST) AND THE FLESH OF THE BACONSAURUS. THOU NEEDST NOT PERFORM THE RSVP BUT IT WOULD NOT SUCK TO KNOW.
SO.
On <24 hours notice I say COME YE ALL TO THE BRUNCH THAT IS BAJI'S TOMORROW AT TEN-THIRTY. WE SHALL FEAST UPON THE FLESH OF THE BABY CHICKEN AND THE FLESH OF THE TOAST (NOT THAT TOAST) AND THE FLESH OF THE BACONSAURUS. THOU NEEDST NOT PERFORM THE RSVP BUT IT WOULD NOT SUCK TO KNOW.