If you think you’ve seen all that the Almighty Lord GaGa can inspire, you’re so very wrong.
Allow us to introduce you to Baking for creating a viral internet meme’s sake… in the fashion of Lady Gaga. This is a new one (sort of).
Allow your mind to really take all these GaGa Cookies in for a while… inhale, exhale, soak it all up.
Feel like you’ve only scratched the surface of these cookies and their possible implications on society/your stomach? Good. Let’s take a look at them one by one:
“I’ll follow you until you love me” as blood pours out of me on stage for MTV’s sake.
“This is for God and for the Gays” and I am the Queen and Master of the Universe for, once again, MTV’s sake; I lay naked, covered in red frosting.
“I want your horror, I want your design” except my Haus of Gaga-made designs will prove most existential and Jesus-inspired of all; I am purity, drenched in white frosting.
“I want your love” as this red lace covers me like red sprinkles, covering some cookie-parts, exposing so many others.
“I want your everything” as long as my unforgettable crown sets me apart from all other performers, from all other art, from all other.
“Spin that record babe, da da doo doo” as I launch myself into pop culture history with a blue sprinkles lightning bolt falling down from my eye… don’t you dare confuse this for tears.
I am a fashion icon, I am an art piece, I am performance art, and thus, I am a GaGa Cookie, crumble crumble.
“We’d be so fantastical” on the Saturday Night Live stage, as fire explodes from the NBC stage, as my red frosted headpiece perfectly matches my red frosted breasts.
“I’ll get him hard, show him what I got” with this sprinkled blue outfit that changed the shape of music video forever, that changed the shape of flaccidity forever.
I am more than Cookie. I am Peformance Art. I am a thinkpiece. I am the world’s first edible meme, eat it up bitches.
