OK, OK, my hand may have gently grazed layers one and three and that's why they're gold. But in all honesty, nobody was gonna eat all that cake anyway, right?
Bah, who needs ivory?! Give me buttercream!
Well, once you make it to my stomach there'll be no choice, really. Resistance is futile.
Hmm, well the ride's here but I don't see any stairs so I'm not sure how you'll get down. Come to think of it, not sure how you got up there in the first place either.