Now that I'm getting older and slowing down a little (LIES!) and not raging six nights a week like I once did, I can imagine eating bright green donuts shaped like sweet little bears without feeling queasy in the least. There was a time when even the hint of breakfast would send me wretching. I'm happy to be able to appreciate the cuteness and whimsy of green icing.
Don't laugh so hard, guys, you're next.
Don't worry, I didn't forget where you stopped reading! Look, follow my lightning bolt, there! That's the spot!
Thanks for being so cheerful, lunch!
Plants! Protect us from the zombies! As the sweets tell us, life will always prevail.
Sorry knives, you may not like it, but this is what you were made for.
My left hand is getting seriously tired of always being the prey. Let's switch it up a little, shall we?
What a special way to say goodbye to your class! I would have felt so incredibly special if my teacher had mad a little sandwich with my face on it! I'd be the one in the lower left with glasses. Nerd ahoy!
