See? Don't they look amazing? Hmm...I must see if we have ingredients for said delicious treat. But first! A Bonus Saturday post! With the theme of...Say What? My comments are in italics! Enjoy! :)
"[sneezes] Oh! I've been meaning to sneeze all day!" To Do Today: Clean Kitchen, Make Whoopee Pies, Sneeze. Check!
"Anna just explodes if you touch her. She's like a bomb." That's almost never good. But funny to watch!
"I like going up to random French people, saying 'I hear the windmill,' and walking away." I like being a random French person just to be completely nonplussed by this statement.
"First I would like to show you my machine gun punch." Delicious. I love punch, especially that of the Hawaiian variety. Although...hmm. Perhaps she didn't mean the juice variety.
"You can't swing a dead cat without getting a picture of her picking her nose!" Um. I have no comment for this.
2 comments:
Whoopie pies are better than everything.
Except David Tennant, but nothing's better than David Tennant.
I hear a windmill, my father had a fine house built ticka ticka talka!
I know, right?
Right. Nobody could deny that...because you would probably hurt anyone who did deny it.
ticka ticka talka indeed...
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