Marika Malaea

faithful marauder + fake royal

Volunteer Work Made Me Hate Cupcakes and It Will Ruin Your Life, Too

with 5 comments

12:16AM, Captain’s Log: cupcakes for the 826Seattle’s elementary school publishing party are finally done. But not frosted or decorated. And no, I’m not crying. I just have something in my eye.

There’s something about making 120 cupcakes for a bunch of stinky, ungrateful strangers that makes me want to kill you.

I think I need therapy. Cupcake therapy.

Advertisements

Written by sn0tteh

June 12, 2008 at 7:13 AM

Posted in Uncategorized

5 Responses

Subscribe to comments with RSS.

  1. I recently almost died from a billion peanut cookies.

    Tor Hershman

    June 12, 2008 at 7:28 AM

  2. That’s terrible! I mean, terrible that they were peanut cookies. Death by chocolate is the only way to go!

    Snotty McSnotterson

    June 12, 2008 at 4:15 PM

  3. Do you feel like a soccer mom yet?

    Manthony

    June 12, 2008 at 4:45 PM

  4. if soccer moms feel like slaughtering all of their children, then yes

    Snotty McSnotterson

    June 12, 2008 at 5:47 PM

  5. I’m pretty sure that soccer moms DO feel like slaughtering all of their children. Particularly after making them a bazillion cupcakes. Probably because it then becomes very apparent that they love the cupcakes way more than they love you.

    Those ungrateful little twats.

    Sara Rose

    October 28, 2008 at 10:36 PM


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: