Tagged as #cake.


or much too much

Earlier this week I was in a pillow-fight at a party and for some perverse reason I was being targeted by everyone, and this two-year old child came wandering past in diapers so I picked him up by the leg and used him as a human shield. Then I got a talking-to for most of an hour. I had no idea people get so emotional about human shields. Today's card is something I said that night.
Ecard text: Am relieved to hear you are pregnant and not merely eating too much cake.

spiders are sensitive

It's someone's birthday today, maybe not yours or mine but it's someone's; it's commonsense. I know lots about people and most of what I know about people I learned from spiders. Though wasps, when you think about it, are a kind of winged spider. Spiders don't hum like wasps, they just whistle. Nobody really knows why.
Ecard text: Be careful when you are cutting your birthday cake in case in contains a nest of spiders. Lunging at spiders with a knife might make them misinterpret the situation.

cake

I'm a good boy: I visit Mother once every three years whether I want to or not, though I tend not to call her on Mothers Day in case she starts to get uppish. I'm a firm believer in doing nice things for Mother so I will probably remember to send her this card this year.
Ecard text: I will forgive you for not making me a better person if you make cake.

your alleged cake

It may not be your birthday today but I made each and every one of you this birthday card anyway. Just in case. Oh shush, it was nothing.
Ecard text: It's your birthday! They give you a cake. And then a crowd of people help themselves to a slice. And everybody congratulates you while they eat your alleged cake. They eat it all up in front of you and you only get one slice, maybe two.

eat your spit day

Ecard text: We light candles on top of a slightly stale sponge cake and everybody cheerlessly sings a song. Then you make a wish, blow out the candles/spit all over the cake and then we have to eat it and say how much we like it and YAY!

solitary moment

Ecard text: a birthday is just a solitary moment in time during a long plummet down into a void of uncertainty. but you get to eat cake!