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I had lunch with a friend and ordered a totally perfect meal. Some seasoned chicken breast atop mixed greens, one little stuffed grape leaf, some other things like a few olives, heart of palm, etc. and an iced tea with Splenda. I had just gotten some bad news about a friend and was really tempted to pig out but I was holding my own. Then I noticed the desert case. OMG All different kinds of cheese cakes, some chocolate cake, vanilla, and carrot cake, and lots of other fresh goodies. I had decided not to have any though. BWAHHH! The gay guy hairdresser comes in and says, "Just a piece of cake today" to the girl behind the counter and he pointed at the vanilla one. As he's leaving I asked him if that cake was any good. He said he hadn't tried it before but all of the others were good, then the clincher...he asked me if I wanted to taste it! I got up and got a clean fork and dove into that thing and it was absolutely fantastic! I thanked him and sat back down. One minute later I ordered a slice for myself and spent the next 10 minutes savoring each bite. I ate about 3/4 of it and it was huge! It was almost as good as sex but less messy. :D
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