My dad makes the boxed brownies for just about any event where he feels he needs to provide something for people to eat. I thought today as he made brownies for a ward event, "It's kind of amazing that thin crispy layer that always rises a bit above the brownies. You know what I'm talking about? It's only the boxed kind, not homeade...why do you think? Even more of a mystery...so A couple weeks ago while Courtney (my sister) and I were falling asleep, she told me that one of her friends/acquaintances from school, a rather portly gentleman, claims he can fit 11 quarters in his bellybutton. YES, 11! She said it was fact, not fiction...I have glanced over the inquiry daily since.
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11. wow. ouch. 11? wow.
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