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Let's face it, once you cut into a pie it's just a mess. It's much easier to maintain the aesthetics of a pie if each person has their own.

Salt. It's inside me. I don't feel one way or the other. Enjoy your salt. Or don't. I don't care.

Keep your salad from wilting before you eat it!

I'm over using an old tin can on my desk to hold paperclips and pencils. It's time for something foxier.

There's something really soothing about having a new spherical friend who only requires a little misting now and again.

Why dig in the dirt when you can carry a mushroom in your pocket!

Sweet, sweet honey, I'm so glad you're around to spread on toast and dribble in tea. Bees, you're tops!

You can only use them when you really really need them.

If bees really looked like this, I'd welcome them bumbling around my house.

Every one of my love bugs is unique and special.

Call it a cake in a jar, call it a jark, I honestly couldn't care less what you call it, just get me a spoon and get out of my way!

What's your favorite recipe that uses putrefied zombie brains? I like it in a daiquiri.

This taps right into that toddler part of the brain where you want to pick up a whole pie and smash your face into it. Taking a big ol' spoon and jamming it into a jar of cake and frosting and having no regard for the mess you're inevitably going to make sounds so childishly satisfying. Where's my big spoon?

I hope that after you wear this for a while, you'll find a nice place to let the poor little guy go.

It's almost getting to be spookytime season, friends! Are you making plans already for decor and costumes?