My mum received one of those strawberry cake towels, and she put it in the fridge. The next day she asked my sis to take it out for her to eat, so my sis just went and take it out and left the house. Then I went to the table to look at the cake, and realised the texture looked like cotton. There was a very nice strawberry too which would defintely have passed as a real on first look. I searched the package for any word that said 'towel', but none, the only word i found said 'cheesecake'. So i opened the 'cake' with care, and it was a towel. hahaha, the thought of my mum putting it in the fridge for the whole night and wanting to eat it the next day, is really funny! But i wished she had a real strawberry cake on the spot too. you can't have your cake and eat it, dang.
And so happy Christmas
For black and for white
For yellow and red ones
Let's stop all the fight
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