Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Puh-lease.




If I ever have one cupcake left, I will simply eat it.

If I ever have to take a cupcake anywhere to eat it, I will eat it. Right then and there. No waiting, no travel. Just eat the cupcake right where I am. And when eventually I find myself standing and where I considered taking my cupcake, I'll just smile and remember, oh yeah, I ate that cupcake. Before. Without having to pack it up and take it with me, cause really, it's still with me.

Therefore, this invention is just wrong. I will eat it.

5 comments:

nydampress said...

This post was like a little nugget of joy. Love you and your cupcake eating ways :)

Oh, and I eat my cupcakes with a fork - BLASPHEMOUS!

Lyz said...

I agree. This is a ridiculous invention. Make brownies if you need to transport a dessert.

nadarine said...

The only traveling a cupcake does around me is the journey from the pan to my mouth.
MMMM CUPCAKES.

AJ said...

I always try to imagine the inventors reasons so here goes my defense of this gadget. In the new age of "gourmet" cupcakes where you can buy them for like ten dollars, having a fancy cupcake is a status symbol. And as a status symbol if you can't eat it in front of other people then it is wasted. If so one must have a special carrier to keep it protected. Fine, if you want to eat your shabby cupcakes at home, so be it. A fine cupcake, on the other hand, should be protected and flaunted so that other people will be insanely jealous of your high culinary palate! =)

. said...

i agree. i just pictured charlotte from sex in the city unpacking a picnic lunch in central park and taking out her individual cared for cupcake.

ahem, ahem world. do you see where my needs lie? i focus on the care of one lone cupcake, which is something only a few individuals on this planet can do. ahhhh. cupcake.

tiny bite.

ah, cupcake! you still taste so fresh! it's a good thing i have the capacity to treat you the way you should be treated.

chew.
another tiny bike.

AH. cupcake. you go so well with my ralph lauren sweater that looks like you could buy it at a TJ Max, but is actually six hundred dollars.

chew chew.
munch munch.

good bye cupcake.

poop.

hello cupcake.