Talk:Cake/@comment-25267804-20140817211912/@comment-25250213-20140817220955

>I was only (insert years old)

>I loved cake so much. I used it every round

>I used cake every round.

>"Cake is love, cake is life" I would say.

>The shaggy scrub on the server hears me and calls me cheap

>I knew he was just jealous of my usage of the free health.

>I call him a scrub.

>He tries to rage kick me

>His rage kick fails and we leave each other alone for now.

>I'm not fazed now

>I camp near the ammo table and it is cold

>I feel a warmth fall falling from the sky

>It is cake

>I am so happy now

>It falls onto my head "It is healing time"

>It forces its way into my mouth

>I am ready

>I spread my mouth for cake

>It penetrates into my throat, the frosting leaking out from the sides of my exposed mouth flowing onto my clothes

>It hurts so much but I do it for cake

>I want to please the cake

>It heals in a great burst as he heals my body

>The shaggy scrub walks by

>The cake remains then look at him and say "the cake is not a lie"

>The cake then disappears

>Cake is love

>Cake is life