They are the shrunken skulls of those who tried to eat my leftovers out of the office fridge.
When presented with a selection of cupcakes such as this, how on earth do you make a choice?! That little red rose in the front is calling to me, it's voice is sugary, soothing, seductive. "I look like embossed wallpaper, my rose looks like a real flower, don't you want a little taste?"
Imagine waking up on Sunday morning after a super fun night out on the town for your friend's birthday. You're exhausted, you're sore, your voice is hoarse from proclamations of merriment, your hair smells funny and you still have one sock on. Now imagine that this donut appears on your nightstand. Feeling a bit better now? I thought so.