Flight Of The Pee-Pee Knees

Somehow Connie's friend ended up with the nickname "Pee Knees," and I think I speak for us all, Connie, when I say we don't need that back story.

Still, you know what's worse than being nicknamed "Pee Knees"?

When your baker rises to the occasion and bursts forth in gloriously misapplied phonics:

In her defense, it IS pretty hard.

To spell, I mean.

Pervs.

Hey Connie, were there also cake pops?

'Cuz I bet these would fit right in.

Signed,

Your Number One Fan:

...giving you the finger.

(Hang on, that was seriously for a one-year-old? WHAT IS THIS WORLD COMING TO?!)

[Unintentional pun heyooooooo]

Thanks to Connie S., Darla S., & Jess H. for making my double entendres count.

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Death By Giant Ice Cream Cone And Other Life Goals

"MAN BISCUITS"

I don't want to eat them; I just want to order a couple. Loudly.

"Steamrolled Minnie"

Anyone else having Roger Rabbit flashbacks?

(On the plus side, now she qualifies for flat-rate shipping!)

[bah-dum-CHA.]

"When A Farewell Turns Curiously Personal"

Wreck or no? Me, I could go either way.

Have you heard? "Death by Chocolate" is so last week.

The newest trend in desserts is "Death by Giant Ice Cream Cone."

Now we just need a man biscuit topped with a chocolate piano.

"Mischief Managed"

Best. Wedding display. Ever.

Thanks to Sam D., Julie R., Karen B., Letty B., & Jennifer C. for man biscuits. Obviously.

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