Muffin top spilling over the sides of my jeans. Because I ate too many muffins. Blech. But they’re just so much damn fun to make. Blueberry muffins, banana muffins, chocolate muffins, vomit muffins. Shit muffins. My best friend Muffin from high school. That wasn’t his name. And it pisses me off that they called him that, because he wasn’t fat or muffin-like.
I love muffins. I always used to call my ex boyfriend muffin, Sometimes I called him Mr Muffin.
Now I call him fuckhead, if I use his name at all.
I still miss him, every time I hear the word muffin I think of him.
you can get loads of flavours. its used in the song poker face by lady gaga. it can have another meaning besides the food kind. blueberry ones taste the nicest and are my favourite. you can get choccy chip ones. there is a muffin man in shrek. it begins with the letter M.
a beautiful peice of culinary perfection, whether it be blueberry or chocolate.
muffin is the perfect accompaniment to a lovely cup of coffee, or the irish favourate of tea.
(with plenty of milk of course!)
muffins are really great. however i do just feel like it’s a lame cupcake. they’re cupcakes without frosting. but…they’re cupcakes you can eat for breakfast. that’s what makes a muffin so great. they’re a paradox.
i like muffins. but i don’t like timed writing. it is very stressful. Like Burger King, which we all know is a very stressful enviornment. I don’t like the colors there. Too much white.
Green was my favouriteg flavor. We’d each try to get to the kitchen first, because blue was horrible always. blue was a vortex that destroyed you and placed your skull on the fireplace. Our family used to have twenty children, and I was the second to go.
Do you know the Muffin Man, the MUffin Man, the Muffin Man? He used to be an innocent child’s song until Hollywood got ahold of him; now, The Muffin Man traps people inside ovens and does terrible things to them. If you think that’s terrible, you should see what they did to poor Knick Knack Paddywack.
yummy tasty muffin falls in love with the cupcake at first sight and the cupcake doesn’t even notice the muffin because its looking at the cookie cake and the cookie cake is trying to show of to the cupcake.so the muffin is left all alone.
Muffins are delicious. So underestimated, yet triumphant among baked breakfast goods. And yet they are not limited to breakfast, no. Great at lunch time, board meetings, or even midnight snacks.
So there are these two girls at my lunch table who love muffins. They absolutely adore the ones that they buy at lunch. I’m pretty sure they decided that they like the muffins better than sex… Those must be some delicious muffins. But the fact that they feel this way about the muffins is the best part. It makes everyone laugh.
Muffins are comfort food. They are best warm right out of the oven, soft and gooey. Blueberry, apple cinnamon, strawberry.. flavors are the best too. they remind me of grandmas kitchen and
That boy, he was as cute as a muffin I swear it. I know that they say that muffin’s are just ugly cupcakes, and maybe that’s true, but it only makes this boy even cuter. It’s the brown earthiness, the simplicity, the hidden delicacy underneath that makes a muffin so amazing.
muffins are SUPER delicious! Anyone who doesn’t like them has lots and lots of problems. The best part about them is, there are SO MANY different kinds! Blueberry, banana nut, chocolate chocolate chip, lemon poppyseed, it’s all amazing. :) Muffins are the best :D
He made muffins for me every morning before he got on his bike and went to work as a janitor. He knew I was lactose intolerant, so he learned to make muffins with orange juice, soy milk, or any other non-dairy liquid he could find in the fridge. How could I not fall in love with him? That love ended when he forgot to make muffins for me one day, long after we’d started to sleep together.
Oh gosh. My freshman year I worked in Greylock dining hall. Sometimes there would be low-fat raspberry muffins on the pastry table. I would eat sooo many! KT noticed how much I liked muffins. On my birthday, she bought me 4, but I don’t think I ever ate them.
Blueberry, puffy, looking so tantalizing on a bakery shelf. But i”m not here to buy one, I’m here to get a loaf of bread for dinner tonight. Still, the muffin somehow calls to me. I tell myself no, dinner is soon, I’ll spoil my appetite completely. There’s no time for a muffin in my life today. But my childish instinct takes over, and I add “I’d like a blueberry muffin as well,” to my order
What the heck am I suppose to write about a bakery treat other than some Mother Goose rhyme that comes to mind of some little girl eating curds and whey. Who cares? Though I have had some tasty ones in my day. What else is there to say?
how do they promote muffin top cereal? It seems to me antiproductive. Granted muffin tops are the best part of the muffin, but really? That name isn’t attractive and makes you think of morbidly obese old women in way too tight clothing that isn’t covering enough. good luck with that one.
i wanted to get something healthy buy my heart really wasn’t into it. I thought about a Croissant, but settled on a Bran Muffin…packed with sugar and preventing my hopes for a healthy day of eating.
Muffins are one of the easiest things to make. A few ingredients stirred together, never mind it all being lumpy, and placed in the oven. They are usually done in 20 mins or less. There is very little that could go wrong. Or so KAthy thought. But when she opened the door of the oven, she jumped back in fright and utter disbelief for there in the muffin tray stood…
Muffins. My worst enemy.
Well, not really. Mostly just the blueberry muffins. Those things are evil.
Hm. Maybe I should start at the beginning. When I was sixteen years old, my appendix became inflamed and threatened to rupture. I spent half a morning prior to convincing my mother that I was, in fact, sick, throwing up the half pint of blueberries I ate the day before.
Muffin. How can one even begin on the topic of muffins. There are so many words to describe them.. fluffy, sweet, super, magical… but oh so boring and less appealing once the top had been consumed.
Bluffin with my muffin is now the only thing I think of when I see the word muffin. What does muffin mean in America?! And why is it so hard to find an adequate muffin tin in Britain? For Valentines day my boyfriend made me delicious strawberry and white choc topped muffins.
The muffin had eyes! The muffin saw pies with those eyes! He loved those pies! Loved to eat em! But he couldn’t be with em! An extraordinary muffin with eyes. But he had to be alone; couldn’t see them pies!
i love to eat muffins, chocolate, bluberry, carrot as i’ve once seen… if only i exercised this lack of discrimination with all food stuffs. take vegetables, for instance, why can’t humans treat their greens with the same off hand, ‘i don’t really mind what it tastes like’ mindset?
i love muffins. the crispy and flaky bottom, the big and tasty top… there’s nothing better than the top of a muffin.
i once had a conversation about muffins with a man on a park bench. he was eating a flax muffin nad i an bluebery one. ther eyou have it. i love muffins. everybody loves muffins.
my muffin-head is so cute. his pink lips are huge and heart shaped. his eyes are symmetrically beautiful like two black gems. his nose is big but not too big.
Muffin is the name of my youngest caat. she is a sleek grey slinky little thing with big brown eyes but she weighs a tonn. When she was a tiny kitten she used to run under the couches and hide for hours on end, and then dash out and climb up the window frame.. she’s to big to hide under the couch now but the window frame wasn’t so lucky.
Muffin top spilling over the sides of my jeans. Because I ate too many muffins. Blech. But they’re just so much damn fun to make. Blueberry muffins, banana muffins, chocolate muffins, vomit muffins. Shit muffins. My best friend Muffin from high school. That wasn’t his name. And it pisses me off that they called him that, because he wasn’t fat or muffin-like.
What the fuck am I going to say about a muffin?
what a stupid word. muffin? it’s just a dumb food…..like a cupcake only it tastes like shit.
try harder next time one word.
I love muffins. I always used to call my ex boyfriend muffin, Sometimes I called him Mr Muffin.
Now I call him fuckhead, if I use his name at all.
I still miss him, every time I hear the word muffin I think of him.
you can get loads of flavours. its used in the song poker face by lady gaga. it can have another meaning besides the food kind. blueberry ones taste the nicest and are my favourite. you can get choccy chip ones. there is a muffin man in shrek. it begins with the letter M.
a beautiful peice of culinary perfection, whether it be blueberry or chocolate.
muffin is the perfect accompaniment to a lovely cup of coffee, or the irish favourate of tea.
(with plenty of milk of course!)
brainwaves in your cereal, and chocolate chips where the blueberries and bran should be.
muffins are really great. however i do just feel like it’s a lame cupcake. they’re cupcakes without frosting. but…they’re cupcakes you can eat for breakfast. that’s what makes a muffin so great. they’re a paradox.
i like muffins. but i don’t like timed writing. it is very stressful. Like Burger King, which we all know is a very stressful enviornment. I don’t like the colors there. Too much white.
Green was my favouriteg flavor. We’d each try to get to the kitchen first, because blue was horrible always. blue was a vortex that destroyed you and placed your skull on the fireplace. Our family used to have twenty children, and I was the second to go.
Do you know the Muffin Man, the MUffin Man, the Muffin Man? He used to be an innocent child’s song until Hollywood got ahold of him; now, The Muffin Man traps people inside ovens and does terrible things to them. If you think that’s terrible, you should see what they did to poor Knick Knack Paddywack.
yummy tasty muffin falls in love with the cupcake at first sight and the cupcake doesn’t even notice the muffin because its looking at the cookie cake and the cookie cake is trying to show of to the cupcake.so the muffin is left all alone.
The muffin crumbles and falls to the ground none of it makes it into his mouth on the ground the entire muffin in peices there fir the roaches
Muffins are delicious. So underestimated, yet triumphant among baked breakfast goods. And yet they are not limited to breakfast, no. Great at lunch time, board meetings, or even midnight snacks.
So there are these two girls at my lunch table who love muffins. They absolutely adore the ones that they buy at lunch. I’m pretty sure they decided that they like the muffins better than sex… Those must be some delicious muffins. But the fact that they feel this way about the muffins is the best part. It makes everyone laugh.
Dog name? foodie. Fluffy. Not sexy. Irritating. Doesn’t move me.
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Muffins are comfort food. They are best warm right out of the oven, soft and gooey. Blueberry, apple cinnamon, strawberry.. flavors are the best too. they remind me of grandmas kitchen and
I really like muffins. Especially if they’re chocolate. Man…
That boy, he was as cute as a muffin I swear it. I know that they say that muffin’s are just ugly cupcakes, and maybe that’s true, but it only makes this boy even cuter. It’s the brown earthiness, the simplicity, the hidden delicacy underneath that makes a muffin so amazing.
muffins are SUPER delicious! Anyone who doesn’t like them has lots and lots of problems. The best part about them is, there are SO MANY different kinds! Blueberry, banana nut, chocolate chocolate chip, lemon poppyseed, it’s all amazing. :) Muffins are the best :D
He made muffins for me every morning before he got on his bike and went to work as a janitor. He knew I was lactose intolerant, so he learned to make muffins with orange juice, soy milk, or any other non-dairy liquid he could find in the fridge. How could I not fall in love with him? That love ended when he forgot to make muffins for me one day, long after we’d started to sleep together.
soft, moist, with chocolate chips or blue berries. still warm from the oven.
eggs, flour and a little bit of love.
THUS THE MUFFIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Oh gosh. My freshman year I worked in Greylock dining hall. Sometimes there would be low-fat raspberry muffins on the pastry table. I would eat sooo many! KT noticed how much I liked muffins. On my birthday, she bought me 4, but I don’t think I ever ate them.
Blueberry, puffy, looking so tantalizing on a bakery shelf. But i”m not here to buy one, I’m here to get a loaf of bread for dinner tonight. Still, the muffin somehow calls to me. I tell myself no, dinner is soon, I’ll spoil my appetite completely. There’s no time for a muffin in my life today. But my childish instinct takes over, and I add “I’d like a blueberry muffin as well,” to my order
What the heck am I suppose to write about a bakery treat other than some Mother Goose rhyme that comes to mind of some little girl eating curds and whey. Who cares? Though I have had some tasty ones in my day. What else is there to say?
muffin top it the greatest fear for the modern woman but not fearful enough to not wear shirts that dont make it visable.
how do they promote muffin top cereal? It seems to me antiproductive. Granted muffin tops are the best part of the muffin, but really? That name isn’t attractive and makes you think of morbidly obese old women in way too tight clothing that isn’t covering enough. good luck with that one.
muffins are delicious. tey come in many flavors. u can also c the video muffins on yputube. MUFFINSS!!
i wanted to get something healthy buy my heart really wasn’t into it. I thought about a Croissant, but settled on a Bran Muffin…packed with sugar and preventing my hopes for a healthy day of eating.
Muffins are one of the easiest things to make. A few ingredients stirred together, never mind it all being lumpy, and placed in the oven. They are usually done in 20 mins or less. There is very little that could go wrong. Or so KAthy thought. But when she opened the door of the oven, she jumped back in fright and utter disbelief for there in the muffin tray stood…
Sweet cake in a pan with blueberries, poppyseeds, lemon, or strawberry. Baking in the oven, the kitchen smells like home.
Muffins. My worst enemy.
Well, not really. Mostly just the blueberry muffins. Those things are evil.
Hm. Maybe I should start at the beginning. When I was sixteen years old, my appendix became inflamed and threatened to rupture. I spent half a morning prior to convincing my mother that I was, in fact, sick, throwing up the half pint of blueberries I ate the day before.
Muffin. How can one even begin on the topic of muffins. There are so many words to describe them.. fluffy, sweet, super, magical… but oh so boring and less appealing once the top had been consumed.
Bluffin with my muffin is now the only thing I think of when I see the word muffin. What does muffin mean in America?! And why is it so hard to find an adequate muffin tin in Britain? For Valentines day my boyfriend made me delicious strawberry and white choc topped muffins.
The muffin had eyes! The muffin saw pies with those eyes! He loved those pies! Loved to eat em! But he couldn’t be with em! An extraordinary muffin with eyes. But he had to be alone; couldn’t see them pies!
i love to eat muffins, chocolate, bluberry, carrot as i’ve once seen… if only i exercised this lack of discrimination with all food stuffs. take vegetables, for instance, why can’t humans treat their greens with the same off hand, ‘i don’t really mind what it tastes like’ mindset?
and so, when all is said and done, muffin.
i love muffins. the crispy and flaky bottom, the big and tasty top… there’s nothing better than the top of a muffin.
i once had a conversation about muffins with a man on a park bench. he was eating a flax muffin nad i an bluebery one. ther eyou have it. i love muffins. everybody loves muffins.
my muffin-head is so cute. his pink lips are huge and heart shaped. his eyes are symmetrically beautiful like two black gems. his nose is big but not too big.
Muffin is the name of my youngest caat. she is a sleek grey slinky little thing with big brown eyes but she weighs a tonn. When she was a tiny kitten she used to run under the couches and hide for hours on end, and then dash out and climb up the window frame.. she’s to big to hide under the couch now but the window frame wasn’t so lucky.