Unexpected Guests

You walk into your home to find a couple you don’t know sitting in your living room, eating a slice of cake. Tell us what happens next.

They have CAKE?! What happens next depends on whether they have any cake to share. Cake to share might delay the imminent arrival of the police.

Wait a second… Do I know this couple? If I know them then whether or not they have cake wouldn’t decide on whether the police are called but would decide how long they stay here for.

Anyway. I do operate an open door policy with the caveat that any friends who do just rock up have to deal with any potential mess. A few have requested keys (seriously and otherwise).

Apart from the fact I really like cake, one of the only stories I have about it is from the first time I went to Pittsburgh and I got executive box tickets to go see the Pirates. We lost to the Cardinals. For some reason every time I go over there Pittsburgh “is” playing St Louis. The box tickets got us lots of freebies including MASSIVE slices of cake.

Wow, interesting stuff.

I am watching it drip down the sides
(If you want a better batter better beat it harder.)
I am watching it drip down the sides
I said according to my recipe, you put it on a slow bake
According to my recipe, you put it on a slow bake.

Hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah …
I can’t wait to put the icing on the cake.
Hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah hah …
250 strokes to beat it, I just can’t wait to eat it.

Cake by B52’s (with absolutely no innuendo whatsoever)

Comments 2

  1. “What happens next depends on whether they have any cake to share. Cake to share might delay the imminent arrival of the police.” I loved your opening!

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