Indomitus's Caption This! Menagerie
2002 Special Edition
Page 74
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With this machine, we will extract your soul and use it to make our bread rise. |
It takes all of the urine and feces from the plant and turns it into little yummy coffee cakes. [Tears well into my eyes for I miss] |
wocka-chicka-wocka-chicka-*DING!* |
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"Yeast, hops, and barely don't *only* make bread, ya know..." |
Memory of every kid who grew up in the South: Standing outside Krispy Kreme and licking the windows. |
bread dawn |
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The Pillsbury Morgue. Nothing but Doughboys, end to end, as far as the eye can see. (IMiss!) |
looks like they've successfully sold pee wee's playhouse for parts |
"The Baking Industry: A Great Career. Or, considering the temperature and the pay, you could just go directly to Hell and save yourself the trouble." |
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"Serving Customers Who Aren't There: The United Airlines Business Model." |
Looking for a book on sticky buns. |
"Picture of Mrs. Robinson, are you trying to photographically seduce me?" |
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