YES WE HEART YOU, CAKE. No need to brag about it.
Imagine my dismay at realizing that not all tiny roses taste like buttercream. Also, sorry about your roses, Grandma.
My fairy godmother started reading Ayn Rand and now she's all, "do it yourself." Ugh, the modern world is too complicated!
They say nobody's supposed to outdo the bride on her wedding day. But this cake just can't help being so completely delicious, OK? IT DIDN'T ASK TO BE BAKED.
I know I'm not supposed to say this but, whatever red stuff is running down the side looks delicious. That's what I call a mmmmmassacre!