And lo, an office was born. My nickname, Nurkingmom, is brand new. Get out more fuckface. So I stomp over to the dining room expecting a scene straight out of Apocalypse Now only to see a dozen assorted cupcakes sitting in the middle of the table, ten birthday candles, and a small flag jutting up through the frosting on each cake, each flag printed with a message that bears great meaning to the evolution of this website. Man people really go apeshit if they see a covered body part.
Who knows where that one came from.
Bootylicious Since 1742
And it was because I was a big fan of Winnie. A Quote from her: Anyway, one year fueled by lots of overpriced Guinness and the flask of Jameson in my pocket, we decided we needed to form a gang. To celebrate this birthday, I would love to share these cupcakes with each and every one of you, even the readers who insulted my bathroom tiles, YOU, TOO. We hit it off and became locker room friends NOT in the way teenage boys would like to imagine though! Then I included my name.