The Clucking Dead
Because bakeries are running out of ideas, I give you:
John Deere Zombie Chickens!
Also known as The Clucking Dead.
On a scale of 1 to gouging-out-your-own-eyes, how disturbing is this?
Personally, I think it falls somewhere between "Ped Eggs" and toddlers-who-won't-break-eye-contact.
[shudder]
But really, the best part are the buttons. Go on, think about it.
Ever heard the expression, "getting sh**-faced?"
'Cuz someone took that WAY too literally
Ew.
Angie wanted to get her friend a cake, but there was a problem: apparently "Happy 50th Birthday, Melissa" wouldn't fit.
But don't worry, the baker was still able to squeeze something out:
So moving.
(Do you suppose the baker was wiped after this? Flushed with success? Ready for the next stream of orders? Hey, where are you going? [HAHA THAT WAS STILL A PUN] Come back! I haven't used my famous "You're in trouble" line yet!)
Thanks to Sarah P., Dimitra L., Gina V., & Angie W. for caring enough... to give a crap.
I’m so excited, y’all; I’ve been waiting to post this one for AGES:
