The King of Cake in your face

Smush your face into my cake, or I'll smush my cake into your face. That's the long and the short of it. Who wants frosting?

Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Woodland Poop

Good heavens, has it been that long?! At any rate -- we interrupt this hiatus to bring you this important message:

If there's one thing I don't need, it's cute little woodland critters pooping on my perfectly good cake.

Have a great week, all you cakelovers out there!!! I mean it! You better, or I'll get after you with my spatula. Or maybe I'll recruit the furry little minons show here and send them to bite your ankles until you start doing a gleeful jig to show me you've seen the error of your ways. I have binoculars, you know.

The Erstwhile King of Cake Cake CAKE!!!


  • At 4:05 PM, Blogger justacoolcat said…

    maybe they poop cream cheese frosting?

  • At 4:18 AM, Blogger King of Cake said…

    Hmm... now there is a possibility I had not considered. Intriguing to say the least. Not to mention, a delicate conundrum that this world is most likely not prepared to deal with.

  • At 4:18 AM, Blogger King of Cake said…

    In fact, I will have to ponder this further myself.

  • At 4:25 PM, Blogger Ćœbermilf said…

    Hail, King!


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