And After This We'll Play Volleyball!

Today's musical accompaniment:

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Revvin' up the oven

Listen to the batter pour

Maybe I should mention

Something you just have to know:

Hiiiighway to the... Baby Zone

 (You're icing) Riiight into the...

Baby Zone

Do these ghosts look quite right?

That's certainly a scary sight

You'd better hit the deck

And baby, swim for your life!

Hiiighway to the Baby Zone

This conga line leads riiiight into the...

 Baby Zone

You'll never look at these balloons

Without singing the ol' misCONception blues

You'll never know what you can do

 

Until you get it up as HIGH as you can goooOOOOOO*!

 

[air guitar solo]

[Yeah, I know, it's kind of long]

[But hey, while we're waiting, what's that on Barbie's skirt??]

[:D]

Out among the pumpkins

Always where I yearn to be

The turdier the stems

The more I think I'll just have tea.

Hiiighway to the Baby Zone

"Zebra stripes" will flyyy into the Baby Zone

Highway TOOOO the Baby Zo-hooo-oone!

Ice into the 

Baby Zone.

Thanks to Kristen, Jessica S., Britny, Rachel, Paige H., Stephanie P., Camille C., Jolly D., Whittney W. for being my CW women. (If you unpack that carefully, there's a joke in there. I think.)

* I never realized how suggestive they lyrics to Danger Zone were until I paired them with these cakes. These are the only two lines I didn't change. See what I mean?!

Bake Me A Date!

Note: Today's post contains a plethora of vaguely naughty innuendoes, plus at least one "outyourendo."  Please parent accordingly.

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Dear HoneyPie3551

I saw your profile on the "Bake Me a Date" website and wanted to contact you. You sound pretty sweet, and I'd love to sugar you up by taking you to dinner. Please let me know if you are interested, and I will preserve us a table. (I switched the word "reserve" with "preserve" because I use raspberry preserves in my cookies. And I'm not so good at wordplay. Please write back.)

Sincerely,

BearClaw993

PS- Here's a picture of me with my shirt off. (This is definitely NOT a photo I found on the internet.) Notice how big my muscles are.

 

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Hi BearClaw993,

Thanks for writing. I like what I see. :)

I really knead a big strong man around the house. Let's have dinner, and then maybe you can let me lick your beaters, if you know what I mean.

- HoneyPie3551

PS - I've also attached a photo. And don't worry; Chad means nothing to me now.

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Hey HoneyPie3551,

Yes, I think I know what you mean. I sure would like to melt you in a double boiler, if you know what I mean. No wait, I want to moisten your meringue? Ugh, I can do this. I want to gently fold in your egg whites.

-BearClaw993

PS- In case you didn't see them the first time, I've attached another photo of my awesome muscles.

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BearClaw993,

Ooo, you really know how to stretch my strudel. I can't wait to press your waffle cone.

And you'd better be good, or I might have to whip your cream.

- HoneyPie3551

 

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HoneyPie3551,

Let's meet tonight and I can frost your cupcakes, and by that I mean I'd like to pre-heat your oven, and by that I mean I'm going to grease your muffin pan.

Something something ladyfingers.

-BearClaw993

 

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Dear BearClaw993,

I knead to apologize for leaving our date so abruptly. Maybe we can try again in the future when you can get your dough to rise.

Batter luck next time,

HoneyPie3551

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HoneyPie3551,

 

Sincerely,

BearClaw993

Thanks to Lucy, Jenny W., Noreen R., Anony M., Whitney B., & Nthom for the hot stuff. And by hot stuff, I mean hot messes.