My lover, my fried. FRIED!?! Ugh. Only this would happen to me. Seriously. I go into Ralph's and get my boyfriend a birthday cake and since we are always jokingly saying "you're my lover, you're my friend" I thought it would be funny to put it on his cake, ya know. Too bad the poor, sweet, lil old hispanic woman didn't understand the humor behind it OR how to spell.
NO.
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