More Confessions Of A Master Baker

Welcome to another installment of...

Confessions of a Master Baker!

"Ordinary bakers. Extraordinary feats of bad judgment."

 

[baker's silhouette speaking in disguised voice]

"So then," [blowing nose] "Then I told my husband to just bring me more plastic flowers, but we were OUT OF PLASTIC FLOWERS." 

"I still have nightmares about brown sugar and chocolate shavings."


[whispering] Confessions...

 

"They said they wanted 'Starry Night.' Everyone knows Starry Night, right? So I drew it from memory.

"Turns out I don't know Starry Night."

 

[whispering] Telling Secrets...

 

"What can I say? I panicked. I grabbed the can of silver spray..."

"... and told the bride it was Art Deco!"

 

[whispering] Declarations...

 

"I thought a fondant ribbon down the side would distract from the lopsidedness.

"... Which it did. So I guess, you know, that worked."

 

[whispering] Professions, but not in a job-like way...

 

"How hard is it to throw a few rose petals on a cake?"

"Easier than dodging a whole wedding cake, that's for sure."

 

Thanks to Pat J., Erin R., Anony M., Lauren H., & Natalie W., who I hear is really quick on her feet.

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High Koos

Soft evening breezes
Radioactive tampons
Lighting my undies

 

Just clowning around
What a way to be headed
Coulrophobia

 

She drives me crazy
Like no one else (ooh. ooh.)
Someone check the oil.


Waves of well wishes
A sea of celebration
Hey Stan? You ok?

 

Thanks to Maria A., Kristina K., Samantha T., & Fay K., who know that haikus are easy, but sometimes they don't make sense.

Refrigerator.

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