Wreckin' Around The Biological Clock

It's Biological Clock Day, minions, which as a woman I assume has something to do with babies. I've never had a baby myself, but I hear many moms can feel/hear their biological clocks ticking, and that's their cue to start stocking up on goldfish crackers and beefing up that innate Mom Sense that lets them FEEL when a child breaks something in the other room.

So as we celebrate a day devoted to biological clocks everywhere, here come some cakes that were apparently designed to fight it:

"Feeeeeel the sarchasm, Kronk. FEEL IT."

"Oh, yeahh. I cahn feehl it."

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I see what you were going for here, baker, but wouldn't it have been more effective BEFORE she got pregnant?

::screams of terror as party-goers knock over chair & tables while fleeing::

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Here's another one that doesn't add up:

Is this like a riddle? Or a math limerick? Why are there so many wild animals? WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO TELL US DOCTOR

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It turns out the allegorical image of Mother Earth as a pregnant woman is both classic and deeply disturbing when rendered in cake:

Let's just hope that band-aid holds, is all I'm saying. o.0

Thanks to Danielle R., Brandy B., Nicole, & Dotty M. for helping us tick off all those biological minutes.

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I was going to link a punny "Oh the HUE MANATEE" clock today, but then I found this one I bet more of you would rather have:

Mickey Mouse 3D Wall Clock

Super cute, right? And only $20 Prime! I wonder if you can hear this one ticking.

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And from my other blog, Epbot:

How Bizarre

One of my high school teachers told us to always ask why with our writing.

Why does this character do what she does?
Why is this political issue so divisive?
Why are poop jokes so darn funny?

Well I may not have answers today, minions, but by golly, I'm going to ask the hard-hitting questions.

Why?

Why?

WHY????

When you love fresh summer corn SO MUCH...

...you're compelled to eat a giant cookie covered in frosting.

Not since Lost have I so intently pondered the significance of a random set of numbers:

That smug "WOW!" is just sitting there, mocking me.
What am I missing?!
What does it meeeeeannnnn?

"So what does Larry like?"

"I dunno, he, um, wears suspenders?"

Or maybe Larry likes a pair of red spotlights pointed heavenward on the horizon of a moonlit ocean view.

'Cuz Larry is deep like that, you guys.

But no, really.

WHY?

Thanks to Caroline P., Suzi B., Jess M., Rachel N., Rose D., Taylor C., Katy, & Jenn B., who I thought would never ask. Which, you know, is why I did.

P.S. -

END BURGER AND HOT DOG SEGREGATION NOW

WHAT IS THIS INJUSTICE?!
Oh wait, I see a hot dog on the burger side.

Never mind.

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Speaking of bizarre things, today I learned that a tractor company makes baby teethers, and that thousands of people bought one shaped like a corn cob:

John Deere Corn Teether

There must be a kernel of truth to all these positive reviews. Heyoooo.

(Just a reminder that everything you purchase through my daily Amazon links - even if it's not that item! - helps support me and John, so thank you! You can also see a list of some of my favorite linked items here.)

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Have you checked out the Epbot craft page lately?