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It was my birthday yesterday and I celebrated with a few friends at the karaoke.

The best part of last night has got to be when it came time to cut the cake. The first sign of trouble reared itself when I was trying hard to cut the cake but it wouldn’t give. It was like trying to cut a balloon filled with water with a blunt knife. When I finally managed to gut the cake, the inside of it was easier described with pictures rather than words.

There’s a lesson to be learned here. When you don’t keep your cake refrigerated, it will turn to shit. Literally.

Despite the cosmetic… errr… uniqueness of the cake, we still gobbled down most of it. Surprisingly, the cake has managed to be aesthetically horrid yet gastronomically pleasing.

Good shit indeed (no pun intended).