While in Philadelphia, I was told I had to get the most delicious cannoli of all time at a certain bakery. I brought one home in a box on the plane with me for David to try. During my layover he asked me how the cannoli was doing.
David: "How is the cannoli holding up?"
Me: "A little like Harry's 11th brithday cake..."
If you don't get my joke, I really don't think we can be friends.
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