you say this product is known as fudge?

so two things. birthday and job. i have both. above is my job. i sell peace of mind by performing sexual acts. as josh would say, i'm one sexy bitch.


i also had a birthday party on the moon. here is the spaceship galactica that flew us there. can you believe the airfare to the moon has risen to 54 kroners per leg, per person. that's like 108 kroners each way.


seth and indiana making their christmas lists and packing for the trip.


hold on their tubby, you're not on the moon yet. actually, in this picture josh is trying to build a spacesuit out of leah. if you suck the hair off her head the rest is sure to follow. right?


i said, "have you seen my sweatpants?"


i said, "where are my fucking sweatpants, LE-AH?"


right. back to the moon. to celebrate my 11th birthday we went to a moon bar and drank a moon dustbin.


actually, we constructed moon hair for josh using state-of-the-art magnetic fields and jello 1-2-4. yeah, on the moon jello 1-2-3 doesn't exist. what the hell do they do with the frothy layer of jello?


the most non-reality based part of the night was when seth met people he knew. they were from uranus.


and then...and then... we watched josh find true love with a mop.


and it wasn't one of those 'wipe the floor' mops. it was the kind you can put in your mouth and test your fillings with. the best kind. unfortunately, josh doesn't have teeth, so he just gummed it for a bit.


and the verdict is...that mop is alright. good for josh, and good for the mop.


in this pic the mop is putting the moves on josh and is saying, "come on, just the tip."


josh agreed and led the mop into the supplies closet for a bout of 'hide the clorox.' don't worry josh. it's supposed to burn.


and back to me. so...sheena loves my birthday breasts. they're made of lead, moon dust and skin you know? and they're firm. but not too firm.


and then leah made me a moon cake.


which i turned into moon forks and stuck up my moon face.


in this pic sheena and i are connected by a moon hose (not pictured). i am trying to explode my face and sheena is trying to lap it up. don't worry. the hose takes care of the rest. eew.


we left claire at the moon bar. in this pic she is watching our space machine take off. is it me, or is claire, like...huge?


when we returned to earth and passed customs josh and the gang went to an earth bar and had earth beer.


and i went to the sahara desert to stand in line for the bathroom.


and then seth and doodle went on a safari. in this pic doodle is the lioness. grrrr.


this is too funny. i think josh is a retarded dwarf from the wizard of oz.


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