Still, I don't really get the whole frog cake thing. Other than my front door buddy, the only other close encounter I've had with a frog was in 7th grade biology, and that one smelled anything but appetizing.
You could argue, and rightly so, that cakes in the shapes of animals are nothing new, so why am I picking on frog cakes?
Well, geez, man, just look at this thing:
(In his defense, those are some serious toe issues. Ouch.)
How's this for a scrumptious specimen?
Wow. PETA could use this guy in an anti-frog legs campaign. How could you possibly cut into that poor, terrified visage? Leave him and his splatted fly tongue alone, you heartless cake murderer!
At least this guy looks happy:
And maybe some Visine, since her eyeballs appear to be on fire.
Also for Valentine's, here's a princely gem:
that cutter for frogs is, frankly, quite a leap.
Alden M., Casie G., Sharon P., Lauren M., Vanessa H., & Lynelle R., you think it's cold in that display case? Just wondering.
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