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I got there late, but just before the pizza arrived, which was perfect timing!
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No, I have no idea what Greg is signaling either.
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... no comment.
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Birthday (cup)cake!
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Greg, Not Calm.
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Greg, Calm.
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Cutest birthday gift ever!
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We got to Christina's building before Christina, so we had to hang in the lobby a bit. Greg is clearly showing off his beard. I think.
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Greg is the master of silly faces...
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...and Albert is the master of serious ones. Doesn't he look like a Professor already?
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In the apartment!
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Mmm, heat.
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Mike's Cranium comes out, and the hilarity ensues.
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Marco got it. I think?
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... oh boy.
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"Okay, kids, try not to laugh."
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In case you didn't realize, the last few pictures are a catalogue of Amanda trying to hum out a song. She failed. Three notes, and giggles ensued everytime.
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Mmm, more birthday cake (and cupcake)!
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You see that low-lying hair? It actually caught fire for a second. Burnt hair does not smell good, even if it was the tiniest amount of singe-ing. Fortunately Christina was okay.
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Candles, and Christina's hair, put out.
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Cranium. Or Spiegel acting like Spiegel. Or both.
