Sunday, August 14, 2016

Cake for Miss Scarlet

Rather than wallowing in self-pity, I've decided to respond belatedly to Herr Mago's meme, CAKE FOR SCARLET...


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Help yourselves to a slice, Bitches.

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  1. I love that "What the fuck is that smell" look on your face.

    That is my special Groove is in the Heart sponge cake. Made with real sponge.

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    1. PEENEE: Now with added campylobacter.

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  2. Ms Scarlet got away lightly, I see? Only cake-sniffing...?

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  3. I'm worried where that cake has been...

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    1. Just clicked on the link and the Cake Farter site has vanished!

      It's the end of an era, I tell you.

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    2. Oh, dear. How are we going to initiate newbies now?

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    3. Cake Farter has vanished in a puff of brown icing sugar!

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    4. UPDATE: Cake farts can still be viewed HERE!

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    5. Note that there are also pudding farts, meatloaf farts, etc., if you tire of farting into a cake.

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    6. Ew! Cake/pudding/loaf-farting seems to be the least unsavoury action that website is extolling the virtues (or lack thereof) of.

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    7. Oh golly, I shouldn't have looked at the sidebar.

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    8. If you're shocked, just imagine how we feel!

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  4. Whatever's in that cake, it's made her hair curl. Badly. Jx

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    1. JON: She can do double time over at The Hair Hall of Fame.

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    1. MITZI: We’ll be serving that at our next Infomaniac book club meeting.

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  6. My day so far:

    The plastic water bottle I use to spray plants, cracks and there is water all over the kitchen floor where I am trying to bake.

    A jar breaks. Clean up ensues.

    I almost, but thankfully, not quite, put a broom handle through a painting created by a relative which would be worth $500 had he chosen to sell it instead.

    An attack squirrel is climbing my screen door. Who knew the smell of brownies could make a squirrel insane?

    Keep in mind it is just only going on 10:30 a.m. The day is still young.

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    1. An attack squirrel? God gods! Sounds worse than Beaky!

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    2. Mr. DeVice: The attack squirrel has also learned how to ring the doorbell.

      I am not making that up.

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    3. Does he/she expect you to open it and invite him/hir in for snacks?

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    4. He knows where I keep the peanuts.

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  7. I too was pondering where this cake had been. Worrisome.
    Sorry to hear about your morning but, pray tell, why are you trying to bake on the kitchen floor? Surely a recipe for an attack of the squirrels...
    Sx

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    1. MISS SCARLET: Ha! Obviously, I am stressed by the days events.

      Grammar is always the first thing to go.

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    2. And note my omission of an apostrophe in "day's events."

      I either need a cocktail, a cuppa, or a lie down.

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    3. Indulge!!! And I shall join you.
      Sx

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    4. Is there room on the fainting chasie for me, too? I stupidly clicked on that new cakefarts link...

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    5. See?! I'm so upset that I couldn't spell chaise!

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    6. I didn't click.... too scared!!
      Sx

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    7. It's for the best. Mis-matched furniture, unclean rooms, badly set-up videos, ladies with no clothes on, fat old men with no clothes on...
      Actually, it's just like a live action Infomaniac Filthy Friday!

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    8. Perhaps you meant to say "fainting chassis." I'm having one of those installed on The MistressMobile.

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    9. Ooh! Now there's an idea...

      ::starts measuring up Car::

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  8. That squirrel is just asking to be turned into squirrel pot pie!

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  9. is that squirrel curd in that cake!?

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    1. NORMA: Squirrel curd or squirrel turd?

      Either way, it can’t be good.

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