Flying saucer tour.
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What the FOK is up with the sudden popularity in cupcakes? I really can't begin to guess. Sure, they are delish, but $5 for a fuckin' cupcake with buttercream icing and sprinkles is a joke. And in the armpit of America where I live, LA, everyone from the spoiled-rotten brats and Porsche-driving, tit-job trophy wives and hip gangster wannabes that have "I'm the Coolest" tattooed to the chip on their shoulders queue down the block and around the corner for their turn to throw down five bucks per. I do not get it. Cupcakes. Cupcakes. People, please.

Tonight - House of Sheilds.

Here's tonight's: Find the Reference!


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