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I didn’t Fart my butt blew you a kiss shirt
I didn’t Fart my butt blew you a kiss shirt. Why not make muffins? I would suggest. I got back home in 45 minutes and there she was, deep into the dough. Flour, yeast, sugar, and baking utensils surrounded her. I quickly noticed how the muscles in her strong swimmer arms flexed as she stirred the massive lump with determination. Quietly, I got to work on the cream cheese icing for my husband’s birthday cake. For what seemed like an eternity, Natalie punched and flipped, punched and flipped, making the most noise humanly possible with a blob of dough.
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I didn’t Fart my butt blew you a kiss shirt. If the noise bothered him, he sure didn’t show it. I can’t wait to see how they turn out, Natalie said excitedly. I watched as she took a pink highlighter and marked off another line in the recipe she’d printed out. Cleverly, she was highlighting each step as she went, so she wouldn’t miss a step in the process. A few hours later, with absolutely no help from me, Natalie pulled out the most beautiful yeast rolls I’d ever laid eyes on. As I took a photo of Natalie and her rolls to send to my mom, I felt a tinge of sadness for doubting her. But before I threw myself completely under the bus, I noted the progress: I’d kept my mouth shut.
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