Somehow in my family a tradition of having a cake from Baskin Robbins got started. I generally have to go buy one for myself on my birthday, and this year I picked the one my friend dubbed “a sperm cake.” Really, I’ll never be able to look at a balloon the same way again. Happy birthday to me. The sperm were delicious.
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