Randy cocktail weenies and other icons of love…

Posted on February 14, 2013 by Cakes McCain

Why won’t you be mine?

Don’t let the cute illustrations on valentine cards fool you my friends, in the final chapter to countdown our glorious day of LOVE, I give you the remaining Valentine selects suited for junkfood junkies, kinksters and love-sick homicidal maniacs à la Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction.

However please have some respect for our fellow creatures and leave the bunny-boiling this Valentines Day.

Is that a deformed bologne loaf in your pants or are you just happy to see me?

Bondage, or toys anyone? wink, wink, nudge, nudge…

And what do hotdogs have to do with Valentine’s Day?
Your guess is a good as mine.
Randy weenies aren’t they?

Mustard seems to be the lube of choice for our friends here.

I give up.
Happy Valentine’s Day!

About Cakes McCain

Aka. 'Oliver Twist with Furniture and Diamonds' Ex-pat, lunatic, survivor - A Bridget Jones/Shirley Valentine hybrid, epically flawed, neurotic literary ‘dirty apple’ with a penchant for broad shoulders, epic orgasms, & lazy Sunday mornings eating cake in bed. Almost always broken-hearted, forever analysing everything to a bloody pulp and eternally obessing over 'Pasta for One - The Manuscript' a chick-lit memoir about living single in fabulous Italy, while trying not to throw yourself in front of a speeding bus.

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