My Visiting Teacher or the Holy Ghost left these at my door. Just another reason why I don't like Halloween---rather than the usual baked miracles she leaves me, I'm left with what I can only assume is Shrek fingers made out of bread dough.
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5 comments:
Fucking gross.
I think this is the point at which you nicely tell your old-lady-mormon friend to stay the hell away.
And I pray that Lo doesn't find out about your funky green bread because I'm positive she'll ask to make them next year. She's creepy.
ew.
Shrek penises..
Yummy goodness.
:)
WTF????
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