This Post Is Full Of Lies About Elephants.

Today we're going to address the elephant in the room.

And by "elephant" I mean all elephants. And by "address" I mean "look at cakes of." And by "in the room" I mean "NOT in this room."

Ahem hem hem.

Ahhh, elephants.

So ele-gant. So phant-astic.
(Don't mind the nose; he's just chilly.)

From the moment they are a mere twinkle in their daddy elephant's...

...eye...

elephants are strong swimmers!

Baby elephants make the cutest basketballs:

Well, at least at first.

Heheh. Whoops.

Later in life, elephants spend their days growing eyebrows and impersonating Jerry Seinfeld.

"And what is the DEAL with airline peanuts?!"

Until the sweet release of death:

And their haunting of the living:

Coming this Fall:
Paranormal 7: An Elephant Never Forgets

So the next time you see an elephant lounging on all its bales of hay,

Just remember:

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Hm?

Oh! Sorry, I don't have any moral here. I just wanted that face seared into someone else's brain, too.

Thanks to Tatiana, Sarah S., Lauren S., Bo K., Alanna O., Hillary B., Hanna D., Laura M., & Anony M. for the slam trunks.
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P.S. If you love elephants - well first, then I apologize for everything in this post, ha - but second, I found you an adorable pillow to make up for it:

Linen Pillow Cover: Elephant In Glasses
It's only $10, and makes me wish I had more couches to put cute pillow on.

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And from my other blog, Epbot:

I Can't BB-Leave It

You know the problem with grapes? They're just so... grapey.

MUCH better.

(Yes, I know that's not cake. But funny grape signs ARE MY JAM.)

When possible, it's always nice to work in a good "f you" to a congratulatory cake:

Really keeps 'em guessing.

When Bakers Forget How Watermelons Work:

AKA, the "have you had your coffee yet?" test.

(How long did it take you? Be honest, now.)

I know a lot of people are back to school now, and lemme tell ya:

It wasn't a moment too soon.

And finally, since Rey had her moment in the spotlight earlier this week, let's turn to the oh-so-adorable BB-8.

THIS is the droid CW reader Low was looking for.

But sadly - and rather ironically - what Low got ended up reaching a new low. So, so, SOLO.

o.0

They see me rollin', they BB-h8tin'.

Thanks to Norma Jean, Tania L., Jennifer C., Peter D., & Low T. for recommending that documentary on how the Death Star was built. It was riveting.

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And for my fellow Star Wars fans who also love Halloween:

"BB-8 My Candy" T-Shirt

More colors at the link!

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And from my other blog, Epbot: