And I say EAT ME!

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There were other foodstuffs as well, all phallic:

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There were mood-altering drinks:

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Marcia of the Jewish persuasion found the lost Tribesmember of North County:

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…and Robin’s bathroom equals mine:

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10 responses to “And I say EAT ME!”

  1. Can you hear the faint cheering, off to the far West? That is me celebrating that awesome cake here in L.A. Well done!And pray tell, of what provenance are his shiny balls?

  2. That? Is an excellent cake. Well done! I second Vaguely Urban’s L.A.-based cheering.I also thought those were olives. Next time you make one of these cakes, try using blue Skittles! Just a suggestion.

  3. Personally, I think he was way too well-endowed. I’m thinking an oyster mushroom might have filled the bill.

  4. if you would have used a chocolate nut covered banana, you could have pretended that he had a diseased ding dong. It’s fun to pretend ex’s have a diseases. Especially diseases that make their gentlemen business itchy and scaley.

  5. Oh my! I totally saw that boob mug in a shop in Maui and almost bought it. Then the shopkeeper came up and told me it was her best selling item and I didn’t care for the hard sell.

  6. Yea and verily – (hi!) That is awesome. I’m sure my divorced friend will be delighted to know she has been immortalized tonguing a banana!

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