Flavor my pancakes, don't drown them. Bonus, if you're a godless heathen you can use the reservoir of syrup for bacon dunking. Freak.
Wolves, vampires, demon babies, whatever. I totally just imprinted on these pancakes and will do everything in my power to make sure they are destroyed and swiftly digested.
People Magazine doesn't know what it's talking about with Bradley Cooper. It's obviously the year of the Gosling.
Non-edible celebs over here!
I will cut off a pancake man's hand to get at an Eggo.
The meds won't repair the damage done by ingesting so many plastic googly eyes.
When I can't decide what to have for breakfast I usually just mix my beer and whiskey so this makes perfect sense.