Out here looking like one of those weird dolls parents have to spend $30 on because the kid gets to open up a surprise package and find out what’s inside…Disappointment in this box, but you get it.
I believe the youngins out there refer to this as “cake” now. Although I still stand by bottom-biscuits as the superior baked nomenclature.
Somebody go get Sir-Mix-Alot. He’s gonna freak the F out.
Twilight Part 6: Super Blood Moon