Imagine my dismay at realizing that not all tiny roses taste like buttercream. Also, sorry about your roses, Grandma.
They'd be so adorable if their children didn't burst from people's chests!
The canoe's all right, but I'm not sure if the cake's gonna make it under that bridge!
YES WE HEART YOU, CAKE. No need to brag about it.
As punishment for ruining the other cake, I will eat the tire cake... OK, so I'm gonna eat both of you. I never said this was going to be fair.