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lol that title is so grammorly wrong....
But it is true.
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Cake Culprit M
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Last week Thursday was my birthday and I didn't want to make a big deal about and all I wanted was to watch some Netflix(by the way due to important stuff that came up I didn't) so my dad got a buttercream icing cake. Two layers of creamy goodness. Over the last week I took small pieces out of it for maybe two days or so. Later I find a WHOLE chunk missing. I'm no mad. No. I know its my dad so I move on and I make up a plan to talk to him about... you know.... His "mass" later.
Yeah, I talk to him the next day:
Me: Daddy.
Dad: Yes?
Me: We need to talk
Dad: What did you do?
Me: I opened the fridge
Dad: Okay...?
Me: I see you're doing justice to my cake.
Dad: What are you talking about?
Me: My cake is missing a chunk.
Dad: It wasn't me
And from here I believe my dad, because HE'S MY DAD! I know him! I trust him. He knows I'm not fooled easily unless it involves ice cream and/or other foods that gives me fat.
So as time goes on my cake gets smaller and smaller. I dismiss my brother because he already has some cake he hasn't eaten yet. My mom is one of those moms who does not want her children to eat cake no matter what. Under any circumstances should we not eat an excess amount of sugar unless it is our birthday. She too does not eat sugar herself.
Yesterday I found out she secretly likes cake. Crazy, huh? Coming back from school I find her taking this huge piece of cake for work and here I am in the kitchen just staring like a deer in headlights.
Me: Mommy.
Mom: Yes (innocently calm)
Me: So you've been eating my cake?
Mom: Yes
Me: bu-why?
Mom: I need something for work.
Me: And you're taking it in such large pieces.
Mom: So? You've eaten out of it too.
Me: Mine were small
Mom: (laughs)
Me: That's not funny!
Mom: (leaves, still laughing)
I don't know why but I was so angry then...(laughs) I ate 3/4 of what was remaining of the cake. Evil, I know. Snobby, I know. Greedy, I know, but I was mad. That was like someone gives you food but then takes it back and eats all of it until there's like a crumb. And guess what they do? THEY GIVE YOU THE CRUMB! But man, you don't know how good that cake was in one chunk. I savored that sucker like it was no tomorrow (you're probably mad or at least hungry by now, right? Sorry).
In summary, that's how my week turned out.
By now you must already know what the "M" stands for, right?
Yeah, I talk to him the next day:
Me: Daddy.
Dad: Yes?
Me: We need to talk
Dad: What did you do?
Me: I opened the fridge
Dad: Okay...?
Me: I see you're doing justice to my cake.
Dad: What are you talking about?
Me: My cake is missing a chunk.
Dad: It wasn't me
And from here I believe my dad, because HE'S MY DAD! I know him! I trust him. He knows I'm not fooled easily unless it involves ice cream and/or other foods that gives me fat.
So as time goes on my cake gets smaller and smaller. I dismiss my brother because he already has some cake he hasn't eaten yet. My mom is one of those moms who does not want her children to eat cake no matter what. Under any circumstances should we not eat an excess amount of sugar unless it is our birthday. She too does not eat sugar herself.
Yesterday I found out she secretly likes cake. Crazy, huh? Coming back from school I find her taking this huge piece of cake for work and here I am in the kitchen just staring like a deer in headlights.
Me: Mommy.
Mom: Yes (innocently calm)
Me: So you've been eating my cake?
Mom: Yes
Me: bu-why?
Mom: I need something for work.
Me: And you're taking it in such large pieces.
Mom: So? You've eaten out of it too.
Me: Mine were small
Mom: (laughs)
Me: That's not funny!
Mom: (leaves, still laughing)
I don't know why but I was so angry then...(laughs) I ate 3/4 of what was remaining of the cake. Evil, I know. Snobby, I know. Greedy, I know, but I was mad. That was like someone gives you food but then takes it back and eats all of it until there's like a crumb. And guess what they do? THEY GIVE YOU THE CRUMB! But man, you don't know how good that cake was in one chunk. I savored that sucker like it was no tomorrow (you're probably mad or at least hungry by now, right? Sorry).
In summary, that's how my week turned out.
By now you must already know what the "M" stands for, right?
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I'm not very active on it, but my twitter is @xxkoixx01
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