Oh yes! Mini Bob got some cuppycakes and brought them back to our London Flat, and then all hell broke loose. The was frosting and cake crumbs everywhere! Reminds me of one of my favorite Allie Brosh stories, The God of Cake. I discovered her blog Hyperbole and a Half a few years after I started my descent into pandas, finally coming to live on the island of misfit pandas. Go read it. I’ll wait.
And now, for 31 Days of Pandas #TravelsOfMiniBob
just a little bit of frosting, pleeeeeese?
And now that we are in the deep trenches of the holiday shopping season, may we suggest shopping in your favorite panda emporiums, Pandyland or our book page? Pandas are standing by to take your calls.
Until tomorrow, Panda On!
Bob T Panda
The only proof I have that Grandpa’s birthday cake fiasco wasn’t written about me is that there was reference to seat belts in cars . . . .wayyyy after my time.
heh! same here!
That cuppycake looks delicious!
It was! Mini Bob…um…shared it with me.