- I'm pretty heartless.
- I love cake.
I've done some really bad things in the past, but I won't get into them here. Today though, of all my nefarious wrong-doings, I took the cake. Literally.
You see that? That birthday cake is for ME. But it isn't my birthday and my name isn't on it. Wanna know why?
Well I got it after encouraging someone to submit their foster child's name for a contest to win a cake. Except the child is from a third world country.
Thanks buddy. I enjoyed your cake.
(ps. If someone needs me to I'll make up for this with some good deed along the line somewhere.)
7 comments:
wow lol. it does look like good cake tho...
this is pretty bad. you should tell more of the worse stuff. if you dare!
I like the cut of your jib Jake Hammell! You deserve that cake!
I really really really wish I could say I'm shocked but I can't. I really can't.
Was the icing sweetened with the tears or a small orphan child?
Everything tastes sweeter with a touch of lies and deceit. True story.
SO let me get this straight... you convinced someone to submit their foster child's name for a contest to win a cake... but the child lives in a third world country... so instead of mailing the cake to the child... you kept the cake for yourself?
Asshole. lmfao.
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