"A cinnamon bun that bears a striking likeness to late Catholic nun Mother Teresa was stolen from a US coffeehouse on Christmas Day". The horror. Oh yeah and it doesn't look like Mother Teresa, it looks like puddle of poo. It's sad that we humans choose to find Gods in our food, but what the hell, it makes the time fly, as if it didn't fly fast enough. "Hey, I've got a free hour of life to waste, let's go diety hunting at the buffet!" or not.
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Never play with your food or your nun bun, it's nasty
"A cinnamon bun that bears a striking likeness to late Catholic nun Mother Teresa was stolen from a US coffeehouse on Christmas Day". The horror. Oh yeah and it doesn't look like Mother Teresa, it looks like puddle of poo. It's sad that we humans choose to find Gods in our food, but what the hell, it makes the time fly, as if it didn't fly fast enough. "Hey, I've got a free hour of life to waste, let's go diety hunting at the buffet!" or not.
