Literally Just That
Jill ordered a birthday cake for her daughter Hope, then told the bakery she'd be in around 1pm to pick it up.
Now, I've seen it all, minions, but even I was not prepared for these icing choices:
Why. WHY.
Ryan L. writes, "A theatrical show I had been on tour with was celebrating its millionth audience member. The company manager gave specific instructions on what the baker should write."
Huh. I tried to understand why the baker wrote "musical symbols" while also drawing musical symbols but then my brain started to hurt and I had to stop.
And finally, Kyle B. wanted "Happy Birthday" on a rainbow cake.
Just that.
He watched the baker carefully write it all down on the order sheet, then later.... he got this:
Now, if you're curious what, exactly, the baker wrote on Kyle's order sheet, then GUESS WHAT.
I have that, too.
YAAAAAASSS
::head tilt::
Yup, that definitely clears things up.
Thanks to Jill B., Ryan L., & Kyle B. for today's serving of Just iced.
(Ok, that pun didn't really work, but I tried, dangit. I TRIED.)
*****
You know what would help with the pain from that pun…
Ever since I bought this shoulder massage 2 years ago everyone who's tried it has turned into a puddle of contented goo, and refused to move 'til it shut off. My Disney puppeteer friends are its biggest fans; people using and wrecking muscles most of us don't even know we have. I keep buying more of these as gifts!
This massager can actually bruise if you're not careful; it's got serious power for even rock-hard knots, and you can use it on your entire back. (I hold it diagonally to get below the shoulder blades, and around my waist for the lower back.) Highly recommend!
