“Eat me on the moon!”
Pancakes are fluffy and round. They're made with batter. I love the fluffiness and the goodnessness of the pancake.
MMM....Pancakes are soooo good! Breakfast is goooood. Waffles are goood... PANCAKES, WITH SYRUP.
Do you like pancakes? I do! BREAKFAST! WAFFLES! PANCAKES! CEREAL! CHEEERIOS!
Pancakes are fucking gay.
You might pronounce it that way if you think it's Spanish. So be careful. Actually, please don't - it's fun to pronounce it like that.
- I LIKE PAN-CAH-KAYCE!
I love ordering funny faces at Ihop! They are so delicious... I could eat those all day long and gain a million pounds. Ihop is amazing, end of story. And so are pancakes, with pounds of syrup on top!
Punch the Pancake
In crica ( see also crickets, cappin the crickin ) 1989 or 2005, (orange) roughly, Halaka Punched the Pancake on various material, such as cassette, vinyl, CD or 9-tracks. Recorded and distributed via circuitous miasma. The prism of great midrange. The sound of a loud bell clattering.
They did not use maple syrup, butter, or flour, though the concept was similar and the output result was the sein. Most of it is dead.