Rafael, et al.

This was posted by Hauke Reddmann.

Well, it was just after the end of the iron-age, when little Nimrod had his 9th birthday. His mother had baked a big cake for him. He took a bite,and said, “BAAAA! This cake is made from SHEEP! Yuck!”

His mother said astonished: “And I thought all kids would love the Tin-Age mutton Nine-Year torteletts!”

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