The Meanest Baker Ever

He whips the cream, beats the eggs and uses his sidearm to make sure that the oven fires on all cylinders.

Ok, bad joke, but as a father I am entitled to tell and retell puns ad nauseum.


(Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead is purley coincidental. Void where prohibited. Some assembly required)

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