If you're just about to be brilliant, if you're too important to read a map of the earth with eyeholes so you can see where you're going, if you ALSO need the relief more, AND if you can pull it all off while wearing an edible hat, then this is the chimney for you.

Please post all of Puddinghead's treats in the correct ovens. Ovens are labelled according to genre, but if your fic crosses multiple genres (that's thinking outside the box!), then feel free to add them multiple times. Nothing's better than eating the same baked good twice in a row.

What's that, Smart Cookie? Really? Oh, if I must:

If we must think inside the box, then remember: site rules still apply. As does the law of gravity, the law of common courtesy, and Dirtville's tax haven status. But we're working on that gravity one. And please do not start a food fight at the earth pony feast: just because the chancellor can be rude to her secretary, doesn't mean you can be too. (To other people, I mean, not to your secretaries, though you shouldn't be rude to your secretaries anyway; only Her Chancellorshipnessity has that constitutional right).

Now, my citizens! Eat, think, and make pudding! (For tomorrow we freeze...)