If you can't stand it, though, put pieces in a bowl with whipped cream, put a couple of the chocolate-covered strawberries on top and call it chocolate trifle.

Ginger is so nice. I, on the other hand, am an advocate of the school of "put the cake in a box and mail it to JohnSweden". It's win-win, really. The cake is then out of your sight and off your conscience, and I can regale you with stories of how it was so good, I licked the cardboard.

Hey, wait, where the hell is my cake?

Wow! Looks like I'm gonna keep busy mailing the Bitches the ugliest cake on the planet!

I dunno, P-C. I'll be too busy wrasslin' JohnSweden for mine to help you find it.

vw, what kind of horrible, judgemental people could you possibly know who would look badly at the person who worked hard making a fun party and delicious homemade cake for them?

I know I'm a bear with my needing the apartment to be sparkling clean and never wanting anything put on the coffee table or anything, but honestly, vw, not everybody can be me! It's okay if things aren't as perfectly beautifully gorgeous as they would be if I did them. We're different people, is the thing.

What good are you people if you don't give me cake?

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I'll be too busy wrasslin' JohnSweden for mine to help you find it.

Cake and wrasslin'? Could be the best weekend evah!

Hey, wait, where the hell is my cake?

Exactly what I was wondering, P-C. I want cake. Chocolate cake made with 21 squares of choclate.

Frank, just a note that for soda we've got root beer and lots of diet stuff (at least that's what I've seen).

IME, cakes that are a little lopsided and have a bit of luscious and moist chocolate crumbliness peeking through their icing taste better than perfect-looking ones anyway.

Memo to self: Get your mom's chocolate cake recipe!