Pirate Pancakes

Pancake Pirate

It goes without saying that it is impossible to garner a waistline of my magnitude without developing a fondness for everyone’s favourite flour based treat (no, not flour vodka shots) – I am, of course, referring to pancakes. Seldom does a minute go by when I’m not a] eating a pancake or b] thinking about eating a pancake, with the occasional c] suffering a grinding pancake comedown – the most devastating of which left me immobile for three days (with the obvious interludes of mobility to scoff more pancakes). Anyway, I digress, I’m basically saying that my pancake addiction has now reached intervention stage levels and I am in requirement of devices to help ween me away from their obvious deliciousness. Well, safe to say, I don’t have the best of track records with hazardous materials (my most recent faux pas entailing the inexplicable spraying of of oven cleaner into my own eye – sadly a true story) then it is probably a good idea for me to invest in one of these fantastical Pirate Pancake Makers as the skull and crossbones which they emblazon across the front of the pancakes should warn me off on most occasions given my recent run-ins with products bearing the same symbol.

Pirate Pancakes

Soon remembered that I love pirates so, lamentably, this device had the reverse effect of what I had desired. Fire department are currently in the process of knocking down an exterior wall to get me out.



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