Has His Cake and Eats It, Too

There must be a Cake-aholics Anonymous meeting around here somewhere. My little dude has gone off the deep end. I don’t even know where he gets them anymore, or how he pays for them, or how he gets people to write his name in pink icing. When I ask, I just get a mysterious little smile in return.


I also don’t know why he bothers with the fork, given that my nude little dude is prone to just diving face-first into each piece.


But it does give him an opportunity to share his favorite cake jokes with all his blog and Facebook friends.

Moonie: “What did the cake say to the fork?”
Me: “I don’t know, what?”
Moonie: “You want a piece of me?”

Moonie: “What do they serve in heaven?”
Me: “I don’t know, what?”
Moonie (giggling): “Angel food cake!” (giggle)

Moonie: “Why did the cake go to the doctor?”
Me: “I don’t know, why?”
Moonie (sputtering): “Because…It was…Feeling…CRUMMY!” (dissolves into uproarious laughter)

Now he’s laughing so hard he’s snorting frosting. I hope he doesn’t know any more cake jokes or he might start choking.

Oh good, I think he’s done.

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