When I was a kid I thought the height of pancake art was mickey mouse shaped tan blobs. Oh how short-sighted of me! Could anyone have anticipated the recent renaissance of pancake as artistic medium? At this rate I feel like I'm going to start seeing pancakes at art galleries making political statements and working for social justice.
Hopefully not subject to foreclosure from tiny adorabloe banks.
(Commentary and title by our lovely submitter, jerseychick)
Who said a snowman has to be three round balls and a carrot? Domo won't tolerate your small-minded thinking.
Now you can make blue spaghetti out of dough and actually eat it! Magic!
Poor little guy has a tummyache after the two breakfasts and giant lunch he had. Won't you take the lollipop off his hands to give him some relief?
I hope it's packed full of little cotton ball bunnies that come cascading out whenever someone lifts the lid.
I like hiding tiny cute things around for people to find and be delighted by. Just as long as the one finding them isn't the cat because then they'll just end up under the couch.
Having a nonstop loop of Nyan Cat playing in the background isn't enough anymore. You need something more substantial.
Any Miyazaki fan will recognize this awesome sculpture. Man do I wish I had a walking house.
