Aw, you guys shouldn't have! I know I'm a great bdogger, but A+?! It's an honor I can hardly accept.

The delivery urchins are always a little early with my sad bird.

I dunno, you don't have to eat me, like, right NOW do you? I'm sure there are other things you could be doing.

And this butter knife isn't nearly sharp enough to cut myself.

Such a fluffy confection, such a sad existence. Oh the irony.

Left in the drawer to shrivel and die. What a sad fate.

Well maybe his mom loves him at least?