That giant bag of raw almonds in my desk drawer is so depressing I can hardly even think about it. Especially now, seeing a snack that would just brighten up my day. Stupid almonds, Y U NO CUTE?
What is this gingerbread man singing about? First thought, "Frosty the Snowman" but look at his jaunty little hat and dramatic wide stance! He must be in the middle of an epic Vivaldi piece or something. He's serious. I'm going to let him finish his song before I eat him.