It’s time for another one of our chats, bakers. You know, the ones where I give well-reasoned arguments for why you shouldn’t wreck things, and you completely ignore me?
You’re like my cats, only armed with piping bags instead of hairballs.
No, Professor Fluffypants, no!
Still, as long as I keep lecturing Tonks and Lily on proper puke placement (“The tile! AIM FOR THE TILE!“) I may as well keep tilting at this particular windmill.
SO… zebra stripes.
These are zebra stripes, bakers.
I point this out because a lot of you seem to confuse the two:
…and nobody wants sperm on their birthday cake, you guys.
No, thank you.
OH COME ON.
(Who let Professor Fluffypants in here?)
Bottom line, bakers: next time someone asks for zebra stripes, DON’T USE BUTTERCREAM.
Use an airbrush instead!
Thanks to Laurie P., Barb, Lauren M., Elizabeth, Amber G., Holly C., D’andra B., Courtney G., & Jana W. for showing us what’s black and white and wrecked all over.