Damn, I was making the best cake you can ever imagine, it had cherrys, strawberrys, blueberrys and every wonderful thing you could ever imagine. All my life I'd been practicing making the perfect cake, and this time i thought that I had finally cracked it. I had one slice of it, when it hit my mouth it was an almost orgasmic feeling, the best thing that I had ever tasted. I was instantly in love. The thick icing complimented the sponge so well it was unreal. But as soon as I took my eyes off that cake, I heard somebody kick the house of my door down.
"Give me all your fucking money please", I heard him cry. But then the scent of my cake hit him. "I'll let you live for one morsel of that delicious smelling concoction" he said. He bit into the cake, and he was content. But then he wanked all over the cake so now i cant eat it.
I'm pissed off.
