Imagine my dismay at realizing that not all tiny roses taste like buttercream. Also, sorry about your roses, Grandma.
Trash the dress? More like trash the city.
Careful Optimus, that femme fatale may just be a Decepticon.
I mean, it is a fetish flick, right? :/
They say nobody's supposed to outdo the bride on her wedding day. But this cake just can't help being so completely delicious, OK? IT DIDN'T ASK TO BE BAKED.
It's like my favorite thing and my other favorite thing got together just to laugh at my inability to eat them at my desk. UNFAVORITED, YOU TWO!
I cannot be blamed for sticking my finger in this cake. The textures were too much for me.