To: SECRET GUEST EDITOR PERSON
Today, five years ago, Mini-Bash came kicking and screaming into this world. Just ate chocolate cake! Which was quite nice. Presents include a fuckton of Indiana Jones toys, some Transformers, Totoro on DVD, a Totoro book, one small Totoro and a GIANORMOUS Totoro that no-way-no-how-forget-it will accidentally fall into a gutter. It's like almost the same size as Mini-Bash. If he wants to take it to Texas, we'd hafta buy that thing its own seat.
Anyway, SECRET GUEST EDITOR PERSON, I am going to collapse. Too much cake, too much transforming and I'm sick of being the Soviets. Kid should let me be Indy every once in a while. Nite!