My husband loves lego's so I stole all his mini-figs and surprised him.
Please tell your husband that any mini-figs he may be missing are currently traveling through my small intestine. I will return them tomorrow.
When you are a full time internet and you marry another full time internet, you deserve the most epic internet cake ever.
Here's a wedding where playing with your food may be encouraged.
I hope this doesn't mean that if you have a full head of hair like young Homer here when you get married that you'll end up fat and bald in ten years.