It just wouldn't be Dismember December without a little Gary Busey insanity infused for good measure. This time around he plays a homicidal gingerbread man, complete with all the lunacy, and mediocrity, we've all come to know and love from Charles Band and Full Moon Entertainment.
When convicted killer Millard Findlemeyer is put to death, his mother decides to get revenge on the family who testified against him. She takes his ashes and leaves them outside the bakery owned by the family, where they eventually end up inside the cookie dough, spawning a foul-mouthed gingerbread man who goes on a killing spree inside the bakery. It sounds stupid because it is. But then, what the fuck else were you doing to do tonight?
"It sure ain't the Pillsbury fucking Doughboy!"