Phrembah (a potato-like mystery) (phrembah) wrote,
Phrembah (a potato-like mystery)

The cake was always rotten . . .

. . . and the icing always beautiful.  It was never otherwise.  The cake didn't go bad beneath the frosting, it was always a toxic concoction.  And there have always been people who knew it.  That's why people who slice down far enough through the icing to get a whif of the cake often scream, "I've been lied to!"

The cake should be tossed in its entirety.  Somebody needs to bake a new one.
Tags: profundity extraordinaire

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