PARENTAL NOTE: Best keep the little ones away today. I think this is mostly safe for work, though. Mostly. [evil grin]
Some of my favorite new submissions this week:
I'm sensing there's a story here:
And I kinda love how this bakery advertises that they're 50 years old - so mature! so established! - RIGHT NEXT to their poop cakes:
Anyone else immediately "go" to this?
We all are, Danny. WE ALL ARE.
(Also, can we talk about how intentional poop cakes don't look NEARLY as sh*tty as the unintentional ones? No? Allllllrighty then.)
Bakers, minions, makers and binions - we've been through this. Right? I mean, I thought I was *very* clear last time. Apparently this needs repeating, though, so here goes.
Ahem hem hem.
UNICORNS DON'T HAVE DONGS ON THEIR HEADS.
Buck up, it's gonna be a bum-py ride.
I'm starting to think you guys are missing the point on purpose, just so I'll write more of my awesome "horny" puns. And they are awesome. But still. Cut it out.
And speaking of things that are happy to see you, here's the one kind of troll you WANT on the internet:
...aaaand here's how a baker trolls a Troll cake:
Thanks to Laura H., Susan O., Anony M., & Anony T. for the most excellent wreckporting.