Introducing a Good Sport
A select few of you have virtually met Anne-Marie, my Wrecksistant-Extraordinaire. Since I technically still have a "day job", she helps me and John with comment moderation and handles the bulk of the e-mailed submissions, in addition to having a full-time job of her own. Anne-Marie is one of those rare individuals who is hysterically funny both in writing AND in person, which I know first-hand 'cuz she's also my sister-in-law. (Yeah, I'm lucky like that.)
I realized recently that I was greatly under utilizing Anne-Marie's powers for good when she reduced me to helpless giggles with an e-mail extolling the virtues of actually turning the oven ON when cooking a Christmas ham. It was then that I knew hers was a talent that must be shared. So, without further ado, I give you: Anne-Marie! Take it, Ree!
With the college football Bowl Championship Series behind us, and the Super Bowl looming ahead, the nation's bakeries are hard at work, providing us with an overabundance of sporty buttercreaminess.
Clancy R. shows us what happens when bakers with too much time on their hands play a game of Wreckerator Pictionary...
Walter: "No, you guys... wait, lemme write something on it..."
The other team: "Whoa! You can't write anything - just draw!"
Walter: "Too late... any guesses?"
Sheldon: "Uhh, a Dutch Oven full of sugar?"
Walter: [facepalm]
Amy G. found this gem:
What's the first thing that comes to mind when you think of the Oklahoma
Sooners?
Time's up!
How many of you thought of a disembodied torso in a full-coverage 42 DD Playtex Eighteen-Hour Bra?
Nobody?
And finally, the Steelers were playing the day this was made, hence the black and yellow:
It is supposed to be read as “Go D-fence” (as in ‘go defense’ – see the little fence after it?), but to me and alert Wreckporter Noelle C, it says only one thing:
The Almighty is a Steelers fan.
Many thanks to Anne-Marie for pulling up the slack in the sports arena here on Wrecks. (Yep, she actually had to tell me it was football season.) Y'all be nice to her, now, or else your e-mails just may never see the light of day.
(Just kidding.)
(No, I'm not.)