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When you wish upon the golden arches

What happens when all your dreams come true? I don't know either, but I do know what happens when one of them does: your mouth and tummy delight in the sweet, sweet taste of a flaky crust surrounding warm apple filling. Yes, a McDonald's Hot Apple Pie just appeared unexpectedly before me while I was thinking about how nice it would be to have a sweet treat. My brother (my God, props yet again) handed it to me because "the meal came with 2 and I didn't want the other one." I must have done something good because this can only be karma. Either that or he's plotting to hit me up for some cash soon.


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Roxy Bisquaint

Roxy Bisquaint...

Is self-indulgent. Over thinks everything. Tweets too much. Looks really good in these jeans. Wants to eat butterscotch. Makes herself laugh. Obsesses about aging. Does some crunches. Lives with two ghosts. Procrastinates daily. Measures once, cuts twice. Hates Foo Fighters. Drinks lots of coffee (keep it coming). Puts spiders outside. Brings balance to the force. Draws a perfect curve. Enjoys dark chocolate. Bangs on the drums. Always gets in the slow line. Orders from a menu. Hopes to be reincarnated. Speaks fluent Sarah Connor. Cooks tasty crack theory. Loves a good storm. Dances like a dork. Picks some locks. Tips well. Refuses to share the popcorn. Dreams about the future. Ignores the clock. Sings off key. Has a superpower. Shoots the paper bad guys. Needs some eyeliner. Goes to bed at dawn. Can't resist good smut. Quotes movie lines. Eats whipped yogurt. Lets the story tell itself. Maintains a rich fantasy life. Knows all the mysteries of the gods and of the universe.

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