Mention "party" to me and I'm in the car... Parties mean one thing to me. Cupcakes (with sprinkles of course), cookies, and um....oh yeah, dad's favorite: CANDY. Dad is probably regretting this but he's already taught me to stash my candy. I was at my friend Alexis' party the other day and I learned that whacking a colorful thing in the air yields about 2 pocket-fulls of heavenly goodness. Check out the sequence:
Wack pinata

Show my bounty

STASH in pocket

Oh and here I am with my friend Alexis....as I dream about hitting those tootsie rolls on the way home
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