It is my nature to find humor in things that are not intended to be funny. I’ve been doing it since my fifth grade birthday when my mom took my friends and I to the movies to watch What Women Want, starring Mel Gibson, and I mst3k’d through all the serious, romancey parts.
But I don’t know what to say here. I really am at a loss for words.
We have cupcakes baked and sent out to spread the word of God. I cannot even come up with a silly story to satirically describe how great of an idea this is. I feel like if I did that, I would have to take a long and cold shower. But I don’t have time to shower, and I have to pick up my car in a little bit from the shop. I don’t have the mental strength to deal with making this shit funnier that it already is. I just need my readers to acknowledge that such a thing exists.

Please just go to the site and see for yourself. I’ve specifically linked you to the “Why” page, because that’s exactly the point. Why? Just why?
Q.) What if I run into a pro-choicer and they smash the cupcakes in my face?
A.) Wipe the cake off your face and share the rest of them with someone less angry inside. Go with courage and go with love, the unborn need you to be their voice.
Why?
Bring in a tray of cupcakes for any group of people and you will find that they will flock to get them. As soon as they take a bite they will probably ask, “Who’s birthday is it?”
Then you answer. “It’s no ones birthday. These cupcakes represent the 50,000,000 children who weren’t allowed to be born, who never had a birthday.” The cake in their mouth will become dry and the moment will hopefully become quite somber. Then you say, “If you and I were aborted we wouldn’t have a birthday party either.”
I’m not even sure how I should be ending this. With a joke? Why? Really, what is the point? I feel dirty. Maybe I should shower anyway.



