I Am Getting Hungry…

You can have your baby and eat it, too!

Gotta love the description:

… anyone can bake cookies shaped like circles or trees or hearts — But it takes a special kind of person to make these babies. Just stamp your fetuses out of cookie dough, pop them in the oven, and then let them gestate for a few minutes. When they’re done, your kitchen will be filled with the enchanting aroma of fresh baked fetuses. You’ll almost imagine them singing, “We’re your fetus! Get ready to eat us!”

(via Slog — Thanks to Aaron for the link!)

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  • The Unbrainwashed

    OK we get the point. It’s starting to get old.

  • That’s just… ew. That being said, I would love to serve fetus cookies to guests. Just imagine the looks on their faces when you offer them a fresh-baked snack.

  • At first glance I thought it was David Bowman.

  • I would honestly think that those were alien cookies if I saw them without being told otherwise. All I can think is “the truth is out there” whenever I look at it, even knowing that its supposed to be a fetus. Maybe it’s just the mind-control…

  • Gabriel

    Looks like that baby from 2001 A Space Odessy

  • Finally! Something that fundies and atheists can get together on: fetus-shaped cookies!!!

    Atheists can enjoy the satisfying feeling of eating a baby with no harm done, and fundamentalists can use them to teach about how abortion is wrong. I suddenly feel like my kitchen utensil collection is incomplete!

  • The Unbrainwashed

    You guys are way too easily amused.

  • Feed us a fetus.

  • mikespeir

    Okay, that was pretty disgusting.

  • WTF!!!? That is just wierd…

  • LE

    Oh. My. God. Hemant, you never cease to crack me up. Now I know what I’m bringing to the office Christmas party.