actually,
nothing is cooking.
but baking?
yeah,
we got those jauns all a-poppin'.
there's a party up here on the 29th.
most folks are making apologies,
or excuses,
and exempting themselves from showing up.
that's cool.
more delicious mutha-flippin' treats for the rest of us.
like what?
you know 'em, you love 'em,
jeez louise, you have to have 'em-
neighbors,
the teleport has all it can handle checking this noise:
rock blocks!
chocolate coconut oatmeal peanut butter chocolate chip.
c'mon.
that's fancy, and expert, simultaneously.
huh?
there IS more:
batter up, b!tchbags.
graham choco-loco cinnamon chip mini-cakes!!
(from the future).
yes, indeed...
there's other 'nother other sh!t up in here, as well.
plans, ingredients, and activation, son.
we take it to eleven in the oven of lovin' department.
that's a thing, and a place.
the woodsly headquarters are abuzz.
jack o'lanterns are being carved as i type,
baked goods are rising in the hot box,
batter is resting,
flour is sifting.
it's really and truly your loss if you don't get here.
saturday night.
wear a costume,
and bring your appetite;
never quiet, never soft.....
No comments:
Post a Comment