Meanwhile, at the Unintentionally Erotic Bakery...

"Deb, everyone keeps laughing at our new spiral donuts. Any idea why?"

"Really? Still? Drat. I even added a sign - I thought that would help."

"Yeah, about that....I'm not sure we should be telling customers to not get their "panties" in a twist. Could you change that?"

"Oh, sure."

"And make sure the new sign mentions we can heat the donuts up, too."

"You got it!"

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Attention, customers: THEY'RE JUST DONUTS. 

Don't get your p***s in a twist. 

 P.S. Available Hot...

or Cold!

 Thanks for the dough nuts, Sophie F.!

Start Me Up

Olga O.'s son is "obsessed" with gas stations, so for his birthday she ordered a cake "featuring a gas pump with diesel and regular handles."

"This is what arrived tonight," she writes. 

"We'll be making nozzle jokes for a long, long time..."

Jumpin' Jack flash!

 It's a gas gas gas!

Thanks to Olga and her baker for making a grown (wo)man cry...with laughter. I'd say I can't get no satisfaction, but to be honest, wild horses couldn't drag me away.