My dad used to get these little cinnamon twist pastry thingy's (yeah that's right, that's the real name...) at the bakery all the time years ago, but yesterday he came home with a box of 'em through "special order", why these things have to be ordered is beyond me. So I'm stuffing my face with 'em this morning, and since I have a habit of staring at my food before I bite it, I see a bloody hair in it... don't believe me? Come over here and I'll show it to you, since I don't have a digicam (reason #134, for those keeping track). I don't know if it's because it got baked, but it's all squiggly, like a pube...

The Seinfeld black and white cookie episode's stuck in my head now...

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