I belong to the school of thought that nothing says sorry like a really delicious, giant cake. Or a stack of fudge. Or bling, if it’s really shiny and gold. But aside from tasty treats and sparkly things, I realise that the most important thing at the end of the day is the sentiment attached to an apology, so Sorry I’m such an Asshole balloons would suffice. As long as they’re not full of hot air.
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