Are those WeenieMummies or Weenies in Bondage Gear?
Weenie kidnappees perhaps?
Just need some appropriately sized railroad track look-alikes to lay in the bottom of the serving dish.
This happy-ed me up!!
I’m thinking popsicle sticks for railroad ties and raw squid-ink or spinach spaghetti for railroad rails.
The internet is full of competitive Mommying creating ever more elaborate birthday food and decorations for kids too young to notice much less care. I say we start having the Mommies build some real nightmare fuel into kids’ parties.
if we get the trend started, the competitive zeal of some of those folks ought to produce some truly awesome ideas. And just in time for Halloween.
I always hated being given a food item (or worse, a cake) fashioned into the likeness of a cute animal or favorite cartoon character…I felt absolutely awful about eating it. 
On the plus side, this saved my parents loads of trouble, since seeing my name spelled out on a cake in my favorite colors was enough to make me happy.
Daughter’s 3yo girl just adores her some Muppets, but especially Elmo. At her birthday party a couple months ago we had Elmo-themed everything. And an Elmo-shaped cake.
That’s right, the Moms first slaughtered then dismembered Elmo right in front of the kids. Who totally Did. Not. Notice or Care. Seemed pretty grisly to me. I bet that if Daughter does that again a couple years from now there’ll be tears. Lots and lots of tears.
Illuminatibot, a twitterer, says tomorrow at 2 p.m. est phones will have a 30 minute emergency tone. Everyone is advised to turn them off as the tone may set off the sleeper bots from the vaccines and zombie apocalypse.
No, really.
We got our hay delivery yesterday. It’s easily the most intense workout I get each year. Hot, sweaty, heavy work while trying to get enough oxygen from air filled with hay dust.
On the bright side, it’s done for a year and the horses will be happy all winter.
There is no feeling quite like the comfort and satisfaction of a good supply of hay 
A good supply of good hay! Our horses trend older, so they need a quality hay and specifically second cutting. Seriously, it is artisanal hay. My gf has gotten hay from the same farmer for 28 years.
I love the weenie dog skeleton!!
This part is true, but probably not for 30 minutes. It’s a 30 minute time window. 2:20 to 2:50 EST. The test will only be for a few minutes.
This creates issues with people in domestic violence situations because their hidden phones may be discovered. Kind of a tense situation.
I’m sure this has been addressed many times, but I’m really tired of listening to drama queens on their cell phones at top volume. Especially the ones staggering around Costco or some other store in a daze, not shopping, just bellowing into their phones. Have some consideration for those around you, ya dumb fucks.
Ah, yes, Cell Phone Drama Queen. Cousin to Business Guy Walking Around With An Earpiece So At First You Think He’s Talking to You.
They’re the woooooorst.
When I was in college, I had an opportunity to unload alfalfa bales at local dairies. A friend’s family grew the alfalfa and delivered it to the dairy, 640 bales to the truckload. Job paid $100 to unload and stack the bales in the pole barns at the dairy. Maybe 85-90 pound bales.
My friend convinced four of us that this was quick easy money, so off we went to met the driver. Where we found out that the pole barn was almost full and we had to top off the last two rows of the barn, maybe 16 feet above the ground. Which involved a lot of lifting. In 100 degree summer heat. Too much work for $25, even in the 1980’s. We did it once. And I inhaled a small piece of hay that stuck in my throat for a week.
I also got suckered in to unloading hay for a friend who had a horse. Never trust a horse person, they are always looking for free labor.
With my asthma, I think this would kill me. Got to be a hell of a workout though.
Heh. My gf told me she owes me a beer. 
The farmer worked harder than I did, tossing heavy bales ten yards like they were nothing. He does it all the time though and barely broke a sweat.
I remember back when I worked in a computer store, some guy walks into the store, looks at me, and says, “Hey, how’s it going?” I replied, “I’m good, welcome to our store, let me know if you need anything.” He then pointed at his ear, looked at me with a look of total hate, and hissed, “I’m on the phone!”
Like, excuse me shithead for greeting you after you enter my store, look me in the eye, and say “hello”. How am I supposed to know you’re literally talking to a voice in your head?
Target sells them and has been selling them for a while around Halloween. As a long-time doxie mom, I love them, too.
Thanks for the info! I may be too late this year to get Target’s Halloween stuff. I know they have Christmas things out already. 