Feb 3, 2019 Miranda

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February 3rd will forever be celebrated and honored with tacos.
Happy 13th birthday, Sawyer! In honor of your birthday, I did something OUTRAGEOUSLY out of my comfort zone, and hosted a Super Bowl party in your honor.
My apartment will also be eating tacos for the next week.


Puppy Bowl


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