MAJOR triple red alert in 4th floor penthouse stall this morning.
Looks like somebody was trying to frost a cake.
Seriously, dude...I really don't need to see your ganache troweled all over the seat.
On the seat! How does one even do that? Where exactly is the exit on your frosting bag? The middle of your back?
Get thee to a doctor, friend. STAT.
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