So I Baked A King Cake Today
…and somehow I ended up with the Easter Anus™
I’m a little hesitant to dive right in…
…and somehow I ended up with the Easter Anus™
I’m a little hesitant to dive right in…
Swill Food and Grog | Mr. Bingley | February 19, 2007 3:27 pm
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I think a little Preparation H icing would work perfectly here.
If it pulsed with a cheap special effects glow I’d peg it as an old Star Trek prop.
I think “Wow!” pretty much covers it.
Looks interesting, Mr B. I’d be a little hesitant, too. Doesn’t look like the king cakes I’m used to.
Sweet Jesus, it’s the Easter Anus!
Huumph,– I think it’s something that came OUT of the Easter anus.
Sell it on ebay.
Sure that’s not Uranus?
It has a lot of colors….maybe you could sell it to the Rainbow Coalition as a mascot.
I actually ate some. I’m still alive. It was really pretty tasty, despite the frightening appearance.
It’s actually much prettier and rendered of a softer color palette and shape than the King Cakes I am accustomed to seeing…
It’s like the soft, floaty, pastel King Cake. The kinder, gentler King Cake. The Compassionate King Cake.
Nice buns.
I bet that’s what Syd Barrett’s brains looked like when he died.
My uncle, creator of the Table Tumor™: devourer of cakey material. Eat it before it eats you.
Sure that’s not Uranus?
I’m sorry, Fry, but astronomers renamed Uranus in 2650 to end that stupid joke once and for all. Now it’s called “Urectum.”
Since this cake has a soft tunnel of fudge an ordinary doneness test cannot be used. Nuts are essential for the success of the recipe.
I don’t think they’ll throw you beads if you flash that. . .
..and to think there’s a little plastic baby in there somewhere.
….or the Easter Gerbil.
It’s Jabba the Baker’s Dozen!