Hi there.  My name is Cake, and this is the story of my demise.   Here I was last Saturday afternoon, newly made in all my pink glory. I had no idea what horrors I was about to face.

My maker put me in front of this innocent looking little girl. Yeah, I thought she was cute, too, until what happened next.

She put her finger in my frosting. "No big deal", I thought. It kinda tickled.  She put it in her mouth and seemed to like it.

Then she started getting really aggressive. See here, she took a chunk out of my side and was just mooshing it in her hands!

After that, well, obviously the little demon finished me off. There were even people cheering her on! My life was short...and sweet. Remember me, oh cruel world!