You and your mini me and his mini me are like an acrobatic cupcake trio, performing death-defying feats of heroism in the name of snacks. I thank you for all that you do.
Man, if I've got a bowl of noodles, you could plunk me on a cloud surrounded by stars with faces and even balance a little yellow baby thing on my head and I probably wouldn't notice. I love noodles that much. Just as long as you keep them coming.