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Remember kids, always be sure to extinguish flaming snacks and beverages before consuming. Just ask my right eyebrow. RIP Righty!

Verrrry tricky! Here I thought I was the lucky recipient of the biggest apple ever and it's just a stupid cake.

The simplest things can sometimes make such a huge impact! I'd never think of cutting carrots into hearts for soup. bento, sure, but what a fantastic idea! Also of course, big love for Snoopy. He looks like he'd enjoy a lovely bowl of soup.

This is pretty much a room in a cake for me. The yellow walls, the stripes, I'd like that on a bedspread please.

I was never a super girly girl as a kid, but if I had been presented with this cake you better believe I would have strapped on a pair of wings and sprinkled glitter all over myself to get a piece.

It's gotta be someone's birthday somewhere, right? Let's eat cake in celebration!

This cheese dude is clearly from a bygone era before every parent outfitted their kids with pads and braces for every joint and a big dorky helmet. Rock on, cheese dude!

Well hello lunch buddies! Shall we sit in the park today while I eat each one of your tiny little faces off? Thanks for being so cheerful about all this, you're real troopers.

Nothing gets me more excited to party than confetti and little stripey candles! Who has the champagne?

"Okay, campers, rise and shine, and don't forget your booties 'cause it's cooooold out there today."

You guys, what day is it?

If I could count on these little pies to not leak sticky, delicious juices all over the place, I'd use them as pocket warmers and eat them once they cooled off. Thanks, Kitty!

Do you think it would be possible to resist trying one of each?

I was always that jerk kid who dug out the whole strawberry stripe of the Neapolitan ice cream in the leaky cardboard box. I kind of miss those crappy boxes that were impossible to open without ripping the lid and you could never get them closed again and would inevitably end up with a puddle of freezer-burned nasty ice cream. Those were the days. Kids these days have it so easy.

Let's play sleuths: What's the connection here? Sure sure, you may say it's someone's 20th birthday and they love owls but that's too easy. There must be a deeper meaning. Is there a secret society of owls? Is there a code to which side they wear their flowers on? Is 20 a mystical number?

Fondant buttons are adorable, right? So are cupcakes with fondant buttons on them. I think we're all still in agreement here. So what happens when you make cookies in the image of cupcakes decorated with fondant buttons? Did I just divide by zero?