well anyhow, she had told a story of my 19th birthday. one of which happens to be a very memorable one for me, due to the the fact that i am a person who happens to remember times when i hurt or screw people over - more than when i do good things, or have good times. yes i know. that is a horrible way to be. but that's just the way things are. SO. when i read that portion of her blog - what do you think i did? i said - oh contrair mofrair - aside from my negative mind. i have photo evidence !
and here it IS - but first - you must obviously read her version first - then my version - to understand the full story - right? so - i reckon i should copy hers - HERE:
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by smocha ---
Picture it ...the olden days.....I think I was 23 years old.
My dear little sister, Soul, was turning 19 years old.
I take 3 babies and walk my fat self to the store to buy the stuff to make her a cake. One walking, one tripping over his own feet ,every few seconds and me carrying one 30 pound baby, the whole way.
I get home, whip up the cake and wait for my precious to get home.
Miss Priss arrives home and does not even EAT any of the cake! "Uh, sorry, I have plans with my friends."
Oh I should have learned my lesson back then.
Note to self: Never make a surprise cake for a Taurus EVER again.
Question to self: Why are the most significant people in my life ALL Taurus's? I must be a glutton for punishment.
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SOUL version---
all of this is true --
this is how it went while she was walking with her babies and baking my cake -- that to this day remains special in my mind ! hence the 30 somethin year old photo that is still in great shape for being and instant kodak pic -
ok- i was just turning 19 = obviously - 19th birthday --
i was taking some classes at a local - poor people organization thing... i actually got paid to go to school! my instructor had bought a cake and the class participated in a b-day thing for me. i thought that was cool, and i got to take what was left of that cake home. of course my sis was like oh bummer - i went through all this and this brat comes home braggin about a store bought cake! - bitch.
this is before i knew anything about HER cake.
a little bit later she says you wanna have your cake -- yes i DID insert foot into very large - young - mouth - i said -- "the good one?'
UGH - to this day i remember it like it was yesterday -- the good one -- shame oh shame on me -
BUT i DID TOO EAT HER CAKE !!!!!
SEE??????
sissy -- do you SEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
