Well, one fateful morning Jessifer recieves a Mantra Cake from a mysterious stranger only known as the Fedex Man. Upon opening the Mantra Cake, I pop out naked and yell "I AM AN ARISTOCRAT! YOU ARE NO APOTHECARY!" A team of waiters from Denny's then enter and shower her with maple syrup, scrambled eggs, and "Grand Slam" pancakes. I then proceed to hump her sexy food-covered ass and grab at her hot maple syrup lovehandles. The maple syrup also doubles as lubrication, as does the grease from the eggs.

Happy Birthday!