Would you eat anything with a face?
A jolly little gingerbread man with an icing smile? A jelly baby’s head?
A fish cake?
My reason for being is to be eaten.
My cakey philosopher friend Chris explains that their very reason for being, is to be eaten.
“They’re sad because they feel only fear, emptiness and despair in this world. You must complete them, and make them whole, by consuming them. Fulfil their purpose, set them free of the bondage in which they exist.”
It’s the Unbearable Lightness of Being Sponge Cake.
The Unbearable Lightness of Being made of Sponge
The thing is, that face has a little zombie action going on. Eating it is probably the first step toward certain doom.
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Mmmm. Bring on the cake zombies! x
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