And went to the Fireworks.
Here's the Finale.
Not bad for a tiny town of 4,000 people.
(Part of the video is sideways, but the fireworks are still pretty.)
What's that Cake Wreck? ***Testicles. Am I right? Exploding Patriotic testicles. Yummy!
When I was a little girl, we had a pet monkey named Amanda. My Dad worked in the produce business, so each night he brought home that days culls in a big box - spotty cucumbers, pithy apples, limp celery, moldy oranges and the like. We called it a monkeybox. It was really just trash, but my Mom would take each piece of fruit and trim it, pare it and cut it up to make a beautiful fruit platter for Amanda. Even though it was deemed trash by one, it still had life left in it and was good for the purpose we needed it. That's how I live my life - thrifting, yard saling, looking for another's trash to be my treasure.
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HHHAAAHHH!!!! Snort....giggle...that's what i thought...but then i thought...NO WAY...then i thought has Shara already posted this on Cake Wrecks??!! Too Funny! Thanks for the great laugh first thing on a monday morning!! *elaine*
ReplyDeleteOh my word. Those are definitely testicles.
ReplyDeleteYou know, I've always wondered what happened to those things after a guy's been "eunuched". Apparently someone frosts them, prices them at $2.40 and markets them as "Exploding Patriotic Cupcakes." Is this too gross for y'all? Sorry--the photo just inspired me . . .
ReplyDeleteThat cake wreck is so funny! Thanks for sharing =)
ReplyDeleteHey, I wanted to ask, I am JUST starting a blog and wanted to know how you put multiple pictures on one post?? Thanks!
Anna
That is so sad about your favorite restaurant! I love those local favorites where they know you!
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