Next time I move homes I want a cake in the shape of my new house. There must be something symbolic about eating a replica of your home. What could it mean?
Tonight is the premiere of season five of Breaking Bad and I could not be more excited! Have you got your baggies of blue rock candy and buckets of fried chicken batter ready to go?
I hope there's a decent breeze on the clear blue sea for your tangerine sailboat to explore the coastline!
Roll that penguin over this way, would ya? I need a pal.
Make sure to leave the door unlatched honey, I'll be back later.
Is it possible to make a cake pop taste a little minty without it tasting like toothpaste? That's what I want from these wintry little guys.
Well hello sailor! You sure can wrap a lot of arms around a lot of girls' waists when you get back to port!