Man, you guys need to lighten up! You're just snacks, it's not all that heavy! Green knows what's up, I think red might be drunk.
When I was a wee tot I had a Woodstock Christmas tree ornament. My brother had Snoopy and my sister had... the girl Snoopy. What was her name? Oh that's right, Belle! Thanks Google! Anyway, I always knew that despite species, Woodstock was always top dog. This cake proves it.
Recently I decided that I'm going to model myself after one of those crazy, artsy, metropolitan wackos who only wears one color every day forever. I've chosen yellow and I figure that in two or three years I can weed out all the clothes that aren't yellow, black, white, grey or bluejeans (because really, who are we kidding here? Jeans are important.) and be a bonafide eccentric.
Everything yellow I see speaks to me. This cake gives me lovely flutters!
Congratulations for what? Just for being you and being awesome and appreciating these amazing cupcakes as much as I do. I think that deserves a round of applause, a firm handshake, a hearty slap on the back, a shot of fine bourbon, a Cuban cigar. Good work friends. Looking at sweets all day isn't easy, I know.