It's about that time of year again, guys!
You know, the time for lots of these:
Yep, sections of train track on small hills. Choo choo!!
No, wait, I'm sorry, I meant the time for spinal cords in shallow graves:
I bet this wreckerator is a real casket case.
Sometimes after a long hard day, you just want a cake that's had the ever-loving crap beaten out of it, know what I mean?
Booyah. Wish = granted.
Question: Does this look like a pair of lips painted like a basketball, or will 28 of you be too distracted wondering what "WILL 28" means to notice?
INQUIRING MINDS WANT TO KNOW.
I call this next one "The Thing That Looks Like A Triangular Hamburger Bun."
It's a literal work.
Step 1: Bring to a boil
Step 2: Serve cold to enemies and/or the neighbor's kids
"The Invisible Ball"
See what I did there?
"My Ugly Crazy Lumps"
Because nothing expresses your ardent fandom quite like a hearty, "GO TEAM." (Hey bakers, if I spring for the sheet cake do you think I could get, "THE PLAYERS CURRENTLY PLAYING ARE MY FAVORITES IN ALL OF [INSERT SPORT HERE]"?)
(PS. Behold the awesomeness that is my punctuation ending that last sentence. BEHOLD IT.)
And finally, "The Pig Skin Chia Pet."
"ChaChaCha I am so not eating that."
Thanks to Jeff C., Jessica, Rachael, John L., Shellie B., Laura H., Cassidy, Seamus, Anony M., & Sandi for the home runs.