This is what happens when I go to
Brown's Orchard unsupervised to order a cake for next week's picnic...

Apparently my sub conscience has decided to gain 30 pounds this week - all I crave is every single sugar item I can't get in Charleston. In my defense, if Browns didn't make such delicious items and make them superior to everyone else, I wouldn't have to buy them all!
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