"Timmy? Do you happen to know WHERE your younger brother's birthday cake is? May I ASK?" Mom gave me an icy stare. She looked at me, like she knew I, Timmy, ate the cake.
The first thing that came to my head, was blurted out, by my big fat, messy, pink mouth. "Cake?? What cakkee?" I said sweetly, looking at the ceiling. And that my frinends, was the end of my small, hopeless, little life.

Timmy, the cake eating little boy, who can't control it. Download this skin. AND SEE WHAT POWERS HOLD THE SECRET TO CAKES!! HAHAHHAHAHHAHA!! Opps, sorry.. Where were we? Ah yes. *Closes eyes and puckers lips in a classic way while straightening tie*

And as always, Ennnnnjjoy!