literalism run amok on pastry
Wednesday 20 August 2008 | 3 cookies in the jar
Courtesy of the magnificent Cake Wrecks, I’ve almost forgotten what a tugmuscle I am. At least I’m not an drain-bamaged chain-supermarket cake decorator. Though if I keep acting like a wanker I’m sure I’ll get my chance.


3 cookies in the jar
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Ooh, you found cake wrecks! This site gives me hope one could find an appropriate cake for a placenta-eater!
I’m also glad you found cake wrecks. Now there’s someone else I know who’s seen the woman giving birth cake or the dripping penis/firehose cake.
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Convulsing editor: OMG the FIREHOSE. And her little hairbow! It is Too Much.
laganum sui ipsius interpres
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UnLatined unnarrator: That’s what *I* always say. (”This cake has a lot of explaining to do”?)