Wrapped Up Like A Douche

The Virgin of Griddle-lupe
Yesterday afternoon, while feeling a little hungry for physical and spritual nourishment, I decided to make myself a good old-fashioned grilled cheese sandwich. Imagine my surprise when I noticed a face miraculously imprinted on the buttery, golden bread! I'm told these things can fetch a pretty penny, so anyone who wants to make me an offer best be quick before we go live on Ebay.