Bake A Cake

Preheat the oven, mix the cake mix, eat the cake mix, throw it up in intervals of 3 ounces, buy a magical cleaning device to clean the disgusting cake mix, watch the entirety of a video titled, "The bee movie but a rickroll plays every time they say the word, 'Bee'", actually have an attention span more than 3 seconds, realize that I'm supposed to be making cake right now, actually clean the cake mix, burn the cake, realize that we don't even have a cake to burn yet, throw away the cake and start making cookies, extract the cake mix from the trash can and put away the cookies to use as a topping, bake a cake that smells like various trash items, burn the cake again, watch We Are Number One on repeat for 10 hours, throw everything in the trash and go by a new bag of cake mix, pee in that new bag of cake mix, actually start to bake the cake that smells like pee but then you realize that your house is burning due to the oven being on too long, let the cake mix, oven, and everything burn as you flee your house, nice sentence structure, point out how hypocritical that last one is while jumping into the fire, start to dance on the cake that smells like pee, poop on the cake that smells like pee, eat the cake, magically get a time machine to go back to pre-heating the oven so we don't have to deal with the mess that is this cake, start baking a new cake, burn this cake, realize that the supermarket is out of cake mix, try and make a run to the store 3 hours away and run out of gas half way there and 5 miles away from a gas station, push the car to the store, Pass out in the middle of the road from exhaustion due to pushing the car, come back and just walk to the store, find out that the store was just hit by a meteor, screw the cake mix and just make the batter from scratch, realize that's a stupid idea and just play Wynncraft instead, find out your account was hacked and you lost all your stuff, complain to the mods that you want a refund for your oak wood stick, fail to get the refund and finally go back to the topic of the cake, try to bake the cake but burn your house down, just go to the store and buy a cake, realize you can't go to the store because it's raining baseball-sized hail and you left your car in the middle of the highway 3 miles away, buy a new car on ebay, drive the crappy pick-up from the 1920s to the store, blow up the store with 420 nukes, die from the nukes, suddenly respawn in Ragni, go to the emerald trail, stumble upon Yayha's house, Be mistaken for a mushroom by Yahya, run away from Yahya and end up in the infested pit, get the fuck out of the infested pit, wake up on the floor of your house with a hangover, realize it's not your house and you're in a random house, be noticed by the homeowner who calls the cops on you, run away and to somewhere where you can bake a cake, realize that you didn't bake or do anything to make a fucking cake after this wall of text, remix a cake mix

 

Preheat the oven, mix the cake mix, eat the cake mix, throw it up in intervals of 3 ounces, buy a magical cleaning device to clean the disgusting cake mix, watch the entirety of a video titled, "The bee movie but a rickroll plays every time they say the word, 'Bee'", actually have an attention span more than 3 seconds, realize that I'm supposed to be making cake right now, actually clean the cake mix, burn the cake, realize that we don't even have a cake to burn yet, throw away the cake and start making cookies, extract the cake mix from the trash can and put away the cookies to use as a topping, bake a cake that smells like various trash items, burn the cake again, watch We Are Number One on repeat for 10 hours, throw everything in the trash and go by a new bag of cake mix, pee in that new bag of cake mix, actually start to bake the cake that smells like pee but then you realize that your house is burning due to the oven being on too long, let the cake mix, oven, and everything burn as you flee your house, nice sentence structure, point out how hypocritical that last one is while jumping into the fire, start to dance on the cake that smells like pee, poop on the cake that smells like pee, eat the cake, magically get a time machine to go back to pre-heating the oven so we don't have to deal with the mess that is this cake, start baking a new cake, burn this cake, realize that the supermarket is out of cake mix, try and make a run to the store 3 hours away and run out of gas half way there and 5 miles away from a gas station, push the car to the store, Pass out in the middle of the road from exhaustion due to pushing the car, come back and just walk to the store, find out that the store was just hit by a meteor, screw the cake mix and just make the batter from scratch, realize that's a stupid idea and just play Wynncraft instead, find out your account was hacked and you lost all your stuff, complain to the mods that you want a refund for your oak wood stick, fail to get the refund and finally go back to the topic of the cake, try to bake the cake but burn your house down, just go to the store and buy a cake, realize you can't go to the store because it's raining baseball-sized hail and you left your car in the middle of the highway 3 miles away, buy a new car on ebay, drive the crappy pick-up from the 1920s to the store, blow up the store with 420 nukes, die from the nukes, suddenly respawn in Ragni, go to the emerald trail, stumble upon Yayha's house, Be mistaken for a mushroom by Yahya, run away from Yahya and end up in the infested pit, get the fuck out of the infested pit, wake up on the floor of your house with a hangover, realize it's not your house and you're in a random house, be noticed by the homeowner who calls the cops on you, run away and to somewhere where you can bake a cake, realize that you didn't bake or do anything to make a fucking cake after this wall of text, remix a cake mix, preheat the oven again

 

Preheat the oven, mix the cake mix, eat the cake mix, throw it up in intervals of 3 ounces, buy a magical cleaning device to clean the disgusting cake mix, watch the entirety of a video titled, "The bee movie but a rickroll plays every time they say the word, 'Bee'", actually have an attention span more than 3 seconds, realize that I'm supposed to be making cake right now, actually clean the cake mix, burn the cake, realize that we don't even have a cake to burn yet, throw away the cake and start making cookies, extract the cake mix from the trash can and put away the cookies to use as a topping, bake a cake that smells like various trash items, burn the cake again, watch We Are Number One on repeat for 10 hours, throw everything in the trash and go by a new bag of cake mix, pee in that new bag of cake mix, actually start to bake the cake that smells like pee but then you realize that your house is burning due to the oven being on too long, let the cake mix, oven, and everything burn as you flee your house, nice sentence structure, point out how hypocritical that last one is while jumping into the fire, start to dance on the cake that smells like pee, poop on the cake that smells like pee, eat the cake, magically get a time machine to go back to pre-heating the oven so we don't have to deal with the mess that is this cake, start baking a new cake, burn this cake, realize that the supermarket is out of cake mix, try and make a run to the store 3 hours away and run out of gas half way there and 5 miles away from a gas station, push the car to the store, Pass out in the middle of the road from exhaustion due to pushing the car, come back and just walk to the store, find out that the store was just hit by a meteor, screw the cake mix and just make the batter from scratch, realize that's a stupid idea and just play Wynncraft instead, find out your account was hacked and you lost all your stuff, complain to the mods that you want a refund for your oak wood stick, fail to get the refund and finally go back to the topic of the cake, try to bake the cake but burn your house down, just go to the store and buy a cake, realize you can't go to the store because it's raining baseball-sized hail and you left your car in the middle of the highway 3 miles away, buy a new car on ebay, drive the crappy pick-up from the 1920s to the store, blow up the store with 420 nukes, die from the nukes, suddenly respawn in Ragni, go to the emerald trail, stumble upon Yayha's house, Be mistaken for a mushroom by Yahya, run away from Yahya and end up in the infested pit, get the fuck out of the infested pit, wake up on the floor of your house with a hangover, realize it's not your house and you're in a random house, be noticed by the homeowner who calls the cops on you, run away and to somewhere where you can bake a cake, realize that you didn't bake or do anything to make a fucking cake after this wall of text, remix a cake mix, preheat the oven again, execute order 66,

 

Preheat the oven, mix the cake mix, eat the cake mix, throw it up in intervals of 3 ounces, buy a magical cleaning device to clean the disgusting cake mix, watch the entirety of a video titled, "The bee movie but a rickroll plays every time they say the word, 'Bee'", actually have an attention span more than 3 seconds, realize that I'm supposed to be making cake right now, actually clean the cake mix, burn the cake, realize that we don't even have a cake to burn yet, throw away the cake and start making cookies, extract the cake mix from the trash can and put away the cookies to use as a topping, bake a cake that smells like various trash items, burn the cake again, watch We Are Number One on repeat for 10 hours, throw everything in the trash and go by a new bag of cake mix, pee in that new bag of cake mix, actually start to bake the cake that smells like pee but then you realize that your house is burning due to the oven being on too long, let the cake mix, oven, and everything burn as you flee your house, nice sentence structure, point out how hypocritical that last one is while jumping into the fire, start to dance on the cake that smells like pee, poop on the cake that smells like pee, eat the cake, magically get a time machine to go back to pre-heating the oven so we don't have to deal with the mess that is this cake, start baking a new cake, burn this cake, realize that the supermarket is out of cake mix, try and make a run to the store 3 hours away and run out of gas half way there and 5 miles away from a gas station, push the car to the store, Pass out in the middle of the road from exhaustion due to pushing the car, come back and just walk to the store, find out that the store was just hit by a meteor, screw the cake mix and just make the batter from scratch, realize that's a stupid idea and just play Wynncraft instead, find out your account was hacked and you lost all your stuff, complain to the mods that you want a refund for your oak wood stick, fail to get the refund and finally go back to the topic of the cake, try to bake the cake but burn your house down, just go to the store and buy a cake, realize you can't go to the store because it's raining baseball-sized hail and you left your car in the middle of the highway 3 miles away, buy a new car on ebay, drive the crappy pick-up from the 1920s to the store, blow up the store with 420 nukes, die from the nukes, suddenly respawn in Ragni, go to the emerald trail, stumble upon Yayha's house, Be mistaken for a mushroom by Yahya, run away from Yahya and end up in the infested pit, get the fuck out of the infested pit, wake up on the floor of your house with a hangover, realize it's not your house and you're in a random house, be noticed by the homeowner who calls the cops on you, run away and to somewhere where you can bake a cake, realize that you didn't bake or do anything to make a fucking cake after this wall of text, remix a cake mix, preheat the oven again, execute order 66, forget about the cake and hide from the police

 

Preheat the oven, mix the cake mix, eat the cake mix, throw it up in intervals of 3 ounces, buy a magical cleaning device to clean the disgusting cake mix, watch the entirety of a video titled, "The bee movie but a rickroll plays every time they say the word, 'Bee'", actually have an attention span more than 3 seconds, realize that I'm supposed to be making cake right now, actually clean the cake mix, burn the cake, realize that we don't even have a cake to burn yet, throw away the cake and start making cookies, extract the cake mix from the trash can and put away the cookies to use as a topping, bake a cake that smells like various trash items, burn the cake again, watch We Are Number One on repeat for 10 hours, throw everything in the trash and go by a new bag of cake mix, pee in that new bag of cake mix, actually start to bake the cake that smells like pee but then you realize that your house is burning due to the oven being on too long, let the cake mix, oven, and everything burn as you flee your house, nice sentence structure, point out how hypocritical that last one is while jumping into the fire, start to dance on the cake that smells like pee, poop on the cake that smells like pee, eat the cake, magically get a time machine to go back to pre-heating the oven so we don't have to deal with the mess that is this cake, start baking a new cake, burn this cake, realize that the supermarket is out of cake mix, try and make a run to the store 3 hours away and run out of gas half way there and 5 miles away from a gas station, push the car to the store, Pass out in the middle of the road from exhaustion due to pushing the car, come back and just walk to the store, find out that the store was just hit by a meteor, screw the cake mix and just make the batter from scratch, realize that's a stupid idea and just play Wynncraft instead, find out your account was hacked and you lost all your stuff, complain to the mods that you want a refund for your oak wood stick, fail to get the refund and finally go back to the topic of the cake, try to bake the cake but burn your house down, just go to the store and buy a cake, realize you can't go to the store because it's raining baseball-sized hail and you left your car in the middle of the highway 3 miles away, buy a new car on ebay, drive the crappy pick-up from the 1920s to the store, blow up the store with 420 nukes, die from the nukes, suddenly respawn in Ragni, go to the emerald trail, stumble upon Yayha's house, Be mistaken for a mushroom by Yahya, run away from Yahya and end up in the infested pit, get the fuck out of the infested pit, wake up on the floor of your house with a hangover, realize it's not your house and you're in a random house, be noticed by the homeowner who calls the cops on you, run away and to somewhere where you can bake a cake, realize that you didn't bake or do anything to make a fucking cake after this wall of text, remix a cake mix, preheat the oven again, execute order 66, forget about the cake and hide from the police, realize you hid next to an oven

 

Preheat the oven, mix the cake mix, eat the cake mix, throw it up in intervals of 3 ounces, buy a magical cleaning device to clean the disgusting cake mix, watch the entirety of a video titled, "The bee movie but a rickroll plays every time they say the word, 'Bee'", actually have an attention span more than 3 seconds, realize that I'm supposed to be making cake right now, actually clean the cake mix, burn the cake, realize that we don't even have a cake to burn yet, throw away the cake and start making cookies, extract the cake mix from the trash can and put away the cookies to use as a topping, bake a cake that smells like various trash items, burn the cake again, watch We Are Number One on repeat for 10 hours, throw everything in the trash and go by a new bag of cake mix, pee in that new bag of cake mix, actually start to bake the cake that smells like pee but then you realize that your house is burning due to the oven being on too long, let the cake mix, oven, and everything burn as you flee your house, nice sentence structure, point out how hypocritical that last one is while jumping into the fire, start to dance on the cake that smells like pee, poop on the cake that smells like pee, eat the cake, magically get a time machine to go back to pre-heating the oven so we don't have to deal with the mess that is this cake, start baking a new cake, burn this cake, realize that the supermarket is out of cake mix, try and make a run to the store 3 hours away and run out of gas half way there and 5 miles away from a gas station, push the car to the store, Pass out in the middle of the road from exhaustion due to pushing the car, come back and just walk to the store, find out that the store was just hit by a meteor, screw the cake mix and just make the batter from scratch, realize that's a stupid idea and just play Wynncraft instead, find out your account was hacked and you lost all your stuff, complain to the mods that you want a refund for your oak wood stick, fail to get the refund and finally go back to the topic of the cake, try to bake the cake but burn your house down, just go to the store and buy a cake, realize you can't go to the store because it's raining baseball-sized hail and you left your car in the middle of the highway 3 miles away, buy a new car on ebay, drive the crappy pick-up from the 1920s to the store, blow up the store with 420 nukes, die from the nukes, suddenly respawn in Ragni, go to the emerald trail, stumble upon Yayha's house, Be mistaken for a mushroom by Yahya, run away from Yahya and end up in the infested pit, get the fuck out of the infested pit, wake up on the floor of your house with a hangover, realize it's not your house and you're in a random house, be noticed by the homeowner who calls the cops on you, run away and to somewhere where you can bake a cake, realize that you didn't bake or do anything to make a fucking cake after this wall of text, remix a cake mix, preheat the oven again, execute order 66, forget about the cake and hide from the police, realize you hid next to an oven, hide in the oven...

 

Preheat the oven, mix the cake mix, eat the cake mix, throw it up in intervals of 3 ounces, buy a magical cleaning device to clean the disgusting cake mix, watch the entirety of a video titled, "The bee movie but a rickroll plays every time they say the word, 'Bee'", actually have an attention span more than 3 seconds, realize that I'm supposed to be making cake right now, actually clean the cake mix, burn the cake, realize that we don't even have a cake to burn yet, throw away the cake and start making cookies, extract the cake mix from the trash can and put away the cookies to use as a topping, bake a cake that smells like various trash items, burn the cake again, watch We Are Number One on repeat for 10 hours, throw everything in the trash and go by a new bag of cake mix, pee in that new bag of cake mix, actually start to bake the cake that smells like pee but then you realize that your house is burning due to the oven being on too long, let the cake mix, oven, and everything burn as you flee your house, nice sentence structure, point out how hypocritical that last one is while jumping into the fire, start to dance on the cake that smells like pee, poop on the cake that smells like pee, eat the cake, magically get a time machine to go back to pre-heating the oven so we don't have to deal with the mess that is this cake, start baking a new cake, burn this cake, realize that the supermarket is out of cake mix, try and make a run to the store 3 hours away and run out of gas half way there and 5 miles away from a gas station, push the car to the store, Pass out in the middle of the road from exhaustion due to pushing the car, come back and just walk to the store, find out that the store was just hit by a meteor, screw the cake mix and just make the batter from scratch, realize that's a stupid idea and just play Wynncraft instead, find out your account was hacked and you lost all your stuff, complain to the mods that you want a refund for your oak wood stick, fail to get the refund and finally go back to the topic of the cake, try to bake the cake but burn your house down, just go to the store and buy a cake, realize you can't go to the store because it's raining baseball-sized hail and you left your car in the middle of the highway 3 miles away, buy a new car on ebay, drive the crappy pick-up from the 1920s to the store, blow up the store with 420 nukes, die from the nukes, suddenly respawn in Ragni, go to the emerald trail, stumble upon Yayha's house, Be mistaken for a mushroom by Yahya, run away from Yahya and end up in the infested pit, get the fuck out of the infested pit, wake up on the floor of your house with a hangover, realize it's not your house and you're in a random house, be noticed by the homeowner who calls the cops on you, run away and to somewhere where you can bake a cake, realize that you didn't bake or do anything to make a fucking cake after this wall of text, remix a cake mix, preheat the oven again, realize you set the oven on 4000 and not 400

 

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[Preheat the oven, mix the cake mix, eat the cake mix, throw it up in intervals of 3 ounces, buy a magical cleaning device to clean the disgusting cake mix, watch the entirety of a video titled, "The bee movie but a rickroll plays every time they say the word, 'Bee'", actually have an attention span more than 3 seconds, realize that I'm supposed to be making cake right now, actually clean the cake mix, burn the cake, realize that we don't even have a cake to burn yet, throw away the cake and start making cookies, extract the cake mix from the trash can and put away the cookies to use as a topping, bake a cake that smells like various trash items, burn the cake again, watch We Are Number One on repeat for 10 hours, throw everything in the trash and go by a new bag of cake mix, pee in that new bag of cake mix, actually start to bake the cake that smells like pee but then you realize that your house is burning due to the oven being on too long, let the cake mix, oven, and everything burn as you flee your house, nice sentence structure, point out how hypocritical that last one is while jumping into the fire, start to dance on the cake that smells like pee, poop on the cake that smells like pee, eat the cake, magically get a time machine to go back to pre-heating the oven so we don't have to deal with the mess that is this cake, start baking a new cake, burn this cake, realize that the supermarket is out of cake mix, try and make a run to the store 3 hours away and run out of gas half way there and 5 miles away from a gas station, push the car to the store, Pass out in the middle of the road from exhaustion due to pushing the car, come back and just walk to the store, find out that the store was just hit by a meteor, screw the cake mix and just make the batter from scratch, realize that's a stupid idea and just play Wynncraft instead, find out your account was hacked and you lost all your stuff, complain to the mods that you want a refund for your oak wood stick, fail to get the refund and finally go back to the topic of the cake, try to bake the cake but burn your house down, just go to the store and buy a cake, realize you can't go to the store because it's raining baseball-sized hail and you left your car in the middle of the highway 3 miles away, buy a new car on ebay, drive the crappy pick-up from the 1920s to the store, blow up the store with 420 nukes, die from the nukes, suddenly respawn in Ragni, go to the emerald trail, stumble upon Yayha's house, Be mistaken for a mushroom by Yahya, run away from Yahya and end up in the infested pit, get the fuck out of the infested pit, wake up on the floor of your house with a hangover, realize it's not your house and you're in a random house, be noticed by the homeowner who calls the cops on you, run away and to somewhere where you can bake a cake, realize that you didn't bake or do anything to make a fucking cake after this wall of text, remix a cake mix, preheat the oven again, realize you set the oven on 4000 and not 400, realize the "oven" you preheated was the Auschwitz cremation chambers

 

Preheat the oven, mix the cake mix, eat the cake mix, throw it up in intervals of 3 ounces, buy a magical cleaning device to clean the disgusting cake mix, watch the entirety of a video titled, "The bee movie but a rickroll plays every time they say the word, 'Bee'", actually have an attention span more than 3 seconds, realize that I'm supposed to be making cake right now, actually clean the cake mix, burn the cake, realize that we don't even have a cake to burn yet, throw away the cake and start making cookies, extract the cake mix from the trash can and put away the cookies to use as a topping, bake a cake that smells like various trash items, burn the cake again, watch We Are Number One on repeat for 10 hours, throw everything in the trash and go by a new bag of cake mix, pee in that new bag of cake mix, actually start to bake the cake that smells like pee but then you realize that your house is burning due to the oven being on too long, let the cake mix, oven, and everything burn as you flee your house, nice sentence structure, point out how hypocritical that last one is while jumping into the fire, start to dance on the cake that smells like pee, poop on the cake that smells like pee, eat the cake, magically get a time machine to go back to pre-heating the oven so we don't have to deal with the mess that is this cake, start baking a new cake, burn this cake, realize that the supermarket is out of cake mix, try and make a run to the store 3 hours away and run out of gas half way there and 5 miles away from a gas station, push the car to the store, Pass out in the middle of the road from exhaustion due to pushing the car, come back and just walk to the store, find out that the store was just hit by a meteor, screw the cake mix and just make the batter from scratch, realize that's a stupid idea and just play Wynncraft instead, find out your account was hacked and you lost all your stuff, complain to the mods that you want a refund for your oak wood stick, fail to get the refund and finally go back to the topic of the cake, try to bake the cake but burn your house down, just go to the store and buy a cake, realize you can't go to the store because it's raining baseball-sized hail and you left your car in the middle of the highway 3 miles away, buy a new car on ebay, drive the crappy pick-up from the 1920s to the store, blow up the store with 420 nukes, die from the nukes, suddenly respawn in Ragni, go to the emerald trail, stumble upon Yayha's house, Be mistaken for a mushroom by Yahya, run away from Yahya and end up in the infested pit, get the fuck out of the infested pit, wake up on the floor of your house with a hangover, realize it's not your house and you're in a random house, be noticed by the homeowner who calls the cops on you, run away and to somewhere where you can bake a cake, realize that you didn't bake or do anything to make a fucking cake after this wall of text, remix a cake mix, preheat the oven again, execute order 66, forget about the cake and hide from the police, realize you hid next to an oven, hide in the oven, realize you fucked up the thread and step out of the oven to welcome death,

 

[Preheat the oven, mix the cake mix, eat the cake mix, throw it up in intervals of 3 ounces, buy a magical cleaning device to clean the disgusting cake mix, watch the entirety of a video titled, "The bee movie but a rickroll plays every time they say the word, 'Bee'", actually have an attention span more than 3 seconds, realize that I'm supposed to be making cake right now, actually clean the cake mix, burn the cake, realize that we don't even have a cake to burn yet, throw away the cake and start making cookies, extract the cake mix from the trash can and put away the cookies to use as a topping, bake a cake that smells like various trash items, burn the cake again, watch We Are Number One on repeat for 10 hours, throw everything in the trash and go by a new bag of cake mix, pee in that new bag of cake mix, actually start to bake the cake that smells like pee but then you realize that your house is burning due to the oven being on too long, let the cake mix, oven, and everything burn as you flee your house, nice sentence structure, point out how hypocritical that last one is while jumping into the fire, start to dance on the cake that smells like pee, poop on the cake that smells like pee, eat the cake, magically get a time machine to go back to pre-heating the oven so we don't have to deal with the mess that is this cake, start baking a new cake, burn this cake, realize that the supermarket is out of cake mix, try and make a run to the store 3 hours away and run out of gas half way there and 5 miles away from a gas station, push the car to the store, Pass out in the middle of the road from exhaustion due to pushing the car, come back and just walk to the store, find out that the store was just hit by a meteor, screw the cake mix and just make the batter from scratch, realize that's a stupid idea and just play Wynncraft instead, find out your account was hacked and you lost all your stuff, complain to the mods that you want a refund for your oak wood stick, fail to get the refund and finally go back to the topic of the cake, try to bake the cake but burn your house down, just go to the store and buy a cake, realize you can't go to the store because it's raining baseball-sized hail and you left your car in the middle of the highway 3 miles away, buy a new car on ebay, drive the crappy pick-up from the 1920s to the store, blow up the store with 420 nukes, die from the nukes, suddenly respawn in Ragni, go to the emerald trail, stumble upon Yayha's house, Be mistaken for a mushroom by Yahya, run away from Yahya and end up in the infested pit, get the fuck out of the infested pit, wake up on the floor of your house with a hangover, realize it's not your house and you're in a random house, be noticed by the homeowner who calls the cops on you, run away and to somewhere where you can bake a cake, realize that you didn't bake or do anything to make a fucking cake after this wall of text, remix a cake mix, preheat the oven again, realize you set the oven on 4000 and not 400, realize the "oven" you preheated was the Auschwitz cremation chambers, escape to South America with threat of the Nazis.

 

Preheat the oven, mix the cake mix, eat the cake mix, throw it up in intervals of 3 ounces, buy a magical cleaning device to clean the disgusting cake mix, watch the entirety of a video titled, "The bee movie but a rickroll plays every time they say the word, 'Bee'", actually have an attention span more than 3 seconds, realize that I'm supposed to be making cake right now, actually clean the cake mix, burn the cake, realize that we don't even have a cake to burn yet, throw away the cake and start making cookies, extract the cake mix from the trash can and put away the cookies to use as a topping, bake a cake that smells like various trash items, burn the cake again, watch We Are Number One on repeat for 10 hours, throw everything in the trash and go by a new bag of cake mix, pee in that new bag of cake mix, actually start to bake the cake that smells like pee but then you realize that your house is burning due to the oven being on too long, let the cake mix, oven, and everything burn as you flee your house, nice sentence structure, point out how hypocritical that last one is while jumping into the fire, start to dance on the cake that smells like pee, poop on the cake that smells like pee, eat the cake, magically get a time machine to go back to pre-heating the oven so we don't have to deal with the mess that is this cake, start baking a new cake, burn this cake, realize that the supermarket is out of cake mix, try and make a run to the store 3 hours away and run out of gas half way there and 5 miles away from a gas station, push the car to the store, Pass out in the middle of the road from exhaustion due to pushing the car, come back and just walk to the store, find out that the store was just hit by a meteor, screw the cake mix and just make the batter from scratch, realize that's a stupid idea and just play Wynncraft instead, find out your account was hacked and you lost all your stuff, complain to the mods that you want a refund for your oak wood stick, fail to get the refund and finally go back to the topic of the cake, try to bake the cake but burn your house down, just go to the store and buy a cake, realize you can't go to the store because it's raining baseball-sized hail and you left your car in the middle of the highway 3 miles away, buy a new car on ebay, drive the crappy pick-up from the 1920s to the store, blow up the store with 420 nukes, die from the nukes, suddenly respawn in Ragni, go to the emerald trail, stumble upon Yayha's house, Be mistaken for a mushroom by Yahya, run away from Yahya and end up in the infested pit, get the fuck out of the infested pit, wake up on the floor of your house with a hangover, realize it's not your house and you're in a random house, be noticed by the homeowner who calls the cops on you, run away and to somewhere where you can bake a cake, realize that you didn't bake or do anything to make a fucking cake after this wall of text, remix a cake mix, preheat the oven again, realize you set the oven on 4000 and not 400, realize the "oven" you preheated was the Auschwitz cremation chambers, escape to South America with threat of the Nazis, find rare cake mix that will make the perfect cake in South America,

 

Preheat the oven, mix the cake mix, eat the cake mix, throw it up in intervals of 3 ounces, buy a magical cleaning device to clean the disgusting cake mix, watch the entirety of a video titled, "The bee movie but a rickroll plays every time they say the word, 'Bee'", actually have an attention span more than 3 seconds, realize that I'm supposed to be making cake right now, actually clean the cake mix, burn the cake, realize that we don't even have a cake to burn yet, throw away the cake and start making cookies, extract the cake mix from the trash can and put away the cookies to use as a topping, bake a cake that smells like various trash items, burn the cake again, watch We Are Number One on repeat for 10 hours, throw everything in the trash and go by a new bag of cake mix, pee in that new bag of cake mix, actually start to bake the cake that smells like pee but then you realize that your house is burning due to the oven being on too long, let the cake mix, oven, and everything burn as you flee your house, nice sentence structure, point out how hypocritical that last one is while jumping into the fire, start to dance on the cake that smells like pee, poop on the cake that smells like pee, eat the cake, magically get a time machine to go back to pre-heating the oven so we don't have to deal with the mess that is this cake, start baking a new cake, burn this cake, realize that the supermarket is out of cake mix, try and make a run to the store 3 hours away and run out of gas half way there and 5 miles away from a gas station, push the car to the store, Pass out in the middle of the road from exhaustion due to pushing the car, come back and just walk to the store, find out that the store was just hit by a meteor, screw the cake mix and just make the batter from scratch, realize that's a stupid idea and just play Wynncraft instead, find out your account was hacked and you lost all your stuff, complain to the mods that you want a refund for your oak wood stick, fail to get the refund and finally go back to the topic of the cake, try to bake the cake but burn your house down, just go to the store and buy a cake, realize you can't go to the store because it's raining baseball-sized hail and you left your car in the middle of the highway 3 miles away, buy a new car on ebay, drive the crappy pick-up from the 1920s to the store, blow up the store with 420 nukes, die from the nukes, suddenly respawn in Ragni, go to the emerald trail, stumble upon Yayha's house, Be mistaken for a mushroom by Yahya, run away from Yahya and end up in the infested pit, get the fuck out of the infested pit, wake up on the floor of your house with a hangover, realize it's not your house and you're in a random house, be noticed by the homeowner who calls the cops on you, run away and to somewhere where you can bake a cake, realize that you didn't bake or do anything to make a fucking cake after this wall of text, remix a cake mix, preheat the oven again, realize you set the oven on 4000 and not 400, realize the "oven" you preheated was the Auschwitz cremation chambers, escape to South America with threat of the Nazis, find rare cake mix that will make the perfect cake in South America, get the mix stolen by a flock of rabid scorpions,

 

Preheat the oven, mix the cake mix, eat the cake mix, throw it up in intervals of 3 ounces, buy a magical cleaning device to clean the disgusting cake mix, watch the entirety of a video titled, "The bee movie but a rickroll plays every time they say the word, 'Bee'", actually have an attention span more than 3 seconds, realize that I'm supposed to be making cake right now, actually clean the cake mix, burn the cake, realize that we don't even have a cake to burn yet, throw away the cake and start making cookies, extract the cake mix from the trash can and put away the cookies to use as a topping, bake a cake that smells like various trash items, burn the cake again, watch We Are Number One on repeat for 10 hours, throw everything in the trash and go by a new bag of cake mix, pee in that new bag of cake mix, actually start to bake the cake that smells like pee but then you realize that your house is burning due to the oven being on too long, let the cake mix, oven, and everything burn as you flee your house, nice sentence structure, point out how hypocritical that last one is while jumping into the fire, start to dance on the cake that smells like pee, poop on the cake that smells like pee, eat the cake, magically get a time machine to go back to pre-heating the oven so we don't have to deal with the mess that is this cake, start baking a new cake, burn this cake, realize that the supermarket is out of cake mix, try and make a run to the store 3 hours away and run out of gas half way there and 5 miles away from a gas station, push the car to the store, Pass out in the middle of the road from exhaustion due to pushing the car, come back and just walk to the store, find out that the store was just hit by a meteor, screw the cake mix and just make the batter from scratch, realize that's a stupid idea and just play Wynncraft instead, find out your account was hacked and you lost all your stuff, complain to the mods that you want a refund for your oak wood stick, fail to get the refund and finally go back to the topic of the cake, try to bake the cake but burn your house down, just go to the store and buy a cake, realize you can't go to the store because it's raining baseball-sized hail and you left your car in the middle of the highway 3 miles away, buy a new car on ebay, drive the crappy pick-up from the 1920s to the store, blow up the store with 420 nukes, die from the nukes, suddenly respawn in Ragni, go to the emerald trail, stumble upon Yayha's house, Be mistaken for a mushroom by Yahya, run away from Yahya and end up in the infested pit, get the fuck out of the infested pit, wake up on the floor of your house with a hangover, realize it's not your house and you're in a random house, be noticed by the homeowner who calls the cops on you, run away and to somewhere where you can bake a cake, realize that you didn't bake or do anything to make a fucking cake after this wall of text, remix a cake mix, preheat the oven again, realize you set the oven on 4000 and not 400, realize the "oven" you preheated was the Auschwitz cremation chambers, escape to South America with threat of the Nazis, find rare cake mix that will make the perfect cake in South America, get the mix stolen by a flock of rabid scorpions, accept that this thread is fucked up beyond all recognition and wonder if there ever was a god, and if we killed him

 

Preheat the oven, mix the cake mix, eat the cake mix, throw it up in intervals of 3 ounces, buy a magical cleaning device to clean the disgusting cake mix, watch the entirety of a video titled, "The bee movie but a rickroll plays every time they say the word, 'Bee'", actually have an attention span more than 3 seconds, realize that I'm supposed to be making cake right now, actually clean the cake mix, burn the cake, realize that we don't even have a cake to burn yet, throw away the cake and start making cookies, extract the cake mix from the trash can and put away the cookies to use as a topping, bake a cake that smells like various trash items, burn the cake again, watch We Are Number One on repeat for 10 hours, throw everything in the trash and go by a new bag of cake mix, pee in that new bag of cake mix, actually start to bake the cake that smells like pee but then you realize that your house is burning due to the oven being on too long, let the cake mix, oven, and everything burn as you flee your house, nice sentence structure, point out how hypocritical that last one is while jumping into the fire, start to dance on the cake that smells like pee, poop on the cake that smells like pee, eat the cake, magically get a time machine to go back to pre-heating the oven so we don't have to deal with the mess that is this cake, start baking a new cake, burn this cake, realize that the supermarket is out of cake mix, try and make a run to the store 3 hours away and run out of gas half way there and 5 miles away from a gas station, push the car to the store, Pass out in the middle of the road from exhaustion due to pushing the car, come back and just walk to the store, find out that the store was just hit by a meteor, screw the cake mix and just make the batter from scratch, realize that's a stupid idea and just play Wynncraft instead, find out your account was hacked and you lost all your stuff, complain to the mods that you want a refund for your oak wood stick, fail to get the refund and finally go back to the topic of the cake, try to bake the cake but burn your house down, just go to the store and buy a cake, realize you can't go to the store because it's raining baseball-sized hail and you left your car in the middle of the highway 3 miles away, buy a new car on ebay, drive the crappy pick-up from the 1920s to the store, blow up the store with 420 nukes, die from the nukes, suddenly respawn in Ragni, go to the emerald trail, stumble upon Yayha's house, Be mistaken for a mushroom by Yahya, run away from Yahya and end up in the infested pit, get the fuck out of the infested pit, wake up on the floor of your house with a hangover, realize it's not your house and you're in a random house, be noticed by the homeowner who calls the cops on you, run away and to somewhere where you can bake a cake, realize that you didn't bake or do anything to make a fucking cake after this wall of text, remix a cake mix, preheat the oven again, realize you set the oven on 4000 and not 400, realize the "oven" you preheated was the Auschwitz cremation chambers, escape to South America with threat of the Nazis, find rare cake mix that will make the perfect cake in South America, get the mix stolen by a flock of rabid scorpions, accept that this thread is fucked up beyond all recognition and wonder if there ever was a god, and if we killed him, realize we probably.

 

Preheat the oven, mix the cake mix, eat the cake mix, throw it up in intervals of 3 ounces, buy a magical cleaning device to clean the disgusting cake mix, watch the entirety of a video titled, "The bee movie but a rickroll plays every time they say the word, 'Bee'", actually have an attention span more than 3 seconds, realize that I'm supposed to be making cake right now, actually clean the cake mix, burn the cake, realize that we don't even have a cake to burn yet, throw away the cake and start making cookies, extract the cake mix from the trash can and put away the cookies to use as a topping, bake a cake that smells like various trash items, burn the cake again, watch We Are Number One on repeat for 10 hours, throw everything in the trash and go by a new bag of cake mix, pee in that new bag of cake mix, actually start to bake the cake that smells like pee but then you realize that your house is burning due to the oven being on too long, let the cake mix, oven, and everything burn as you flee your house, nice sentence structure, point out how hypocritical that last one is while jumping into the fire, start to dance on the cake that smells like pee, poop on the cake that smells like pee, eat the cake, magically get a time machine to go back to pre-heating the oven so we don't have to deal with the mess that is this cake, start baking a new cake, burn this cake, realize that the supermarket is out of cake mix, try and make a run to the store 3 hours away and run out of gas half way there and 5 miles away from a gas station, push the car to the store, Pass out in the middle of the road from exhaustion due to pushing the car, come back and just walk to the store, find out that the store was just hit by a meteor, screw the cake mix and just make the batter from scratch, realize that's a stupid idea and just play Wynncraft instead, find out your account was hacked and you lost all your stuff, complain to the mods that you want a refund for your oak wood stick, fail to get the refund and finally go back to the topic of the cake, try to bake the cake but burn your house down, just go to the store and buy a cake, realize you can't go to the store because it's raining baseball-sized hail and you left your car in the middle of the highway 3 miles away, buy a new car on ebay, drive the crappy pick-up from the 1920s to the store, blow up the store with 420 nukes, die from the nukes, suddenly respawn in Ragni, go to the emerald trail, stumble upon Yayha's house, Be mistaken for a mushroom by Yahya, run away from Yahya and end up in the infested pit, get the fuck out of the infested pit, wake up on the floor of your house with a hangover, realize it's not your house and you're in a random house, be noticed by the homeowner who calls the cops on you, run away and to somewhere where you can bake a cake, realize that you didn't bake or do anything to make a fucking cake after this wall of text, remix a cake mix, preheat the oven again, realize you set the oven on 4000 and not 400, realize the "oven" you preheated was the Auschwitz cremation chambers, escape to South America with threat of the Nazis, find rare cake mix that will make the perfect cake in South America, get the mix stolen by a flock of rabid scorpions, accept that this thread is fucked up beyond all recognition and wonder if there ever was a god, and if we killed him, realize we probably, that's not a full sentence, you get the chair,

 

Preheat the oven, mix the cake mix, eat the cake mix, throw it up in intervals of 3 ounces, buy a magical cleaning device to clean the disgusting cake mix, watch the entirety of a video titled, "The bee movie but a rickroll plays every time they say the word, 'Bee'", actually have an attention span more than 3 seconds, realize that I'm supposed to be making cake right now, actually clean the cake mix, burn the cake, realize that we don't even have a cake to burn yet, throw away the cake and start making cookies, extract the cake mix from the trash can and put away the cookies to use as a topping, bake a cake that smells like various trash items, burn the cake again, watch We Are Number One on repeat for 10 hours, throw everything in the trash and go by a new bag of cake mix, pee in that new bag of cake mix, actually start to bake the cake that smells like pee but then you realize that your house is burning due to the oven being on too long, let the cake mix, oven, and everything burn as you flee your house, nice sentence structure, point out how hypocritical that last one is while jumping into the fire, start to dance on the cake that smells like pee, poop on the cake that smells like pee, eat the cake, magically get a time machine to go back to pre-heating the oven so we don't have to deal with the mess that is this cake, start baking a new cake, burn this cake, realize that the supermarket is out of cake mix, try and make a run to the store 3 hours away and run out of gas half way there and 5 miles away from a gas station, push the car to the store, Pass out in the middle of the road from exhaustion due to pushing the car, come back and just walk to the store, find out that the store was just hit by a meteor, screw the cake mix and just make the batter from scratch, realize that's a stupid idea and just play Wynncraft instead, find out your account was hacked and you lost all your stuff, complain to the mods that you want a refund for your oak wood stick, fail to get the refund and finally go back to the topic of the cake, try to bake the cake but burn your house down, just go to the store and buy a cake, realize you can't go to the store because it's raining baseball-sized hail and you left your car in the middle of the highway 3 miles away, buy a new car on ebay, drive the crappy pick-up from the 1920s to the store, blow up the store with 420 nukes, die from the nukes, suddenly respawn in Ragni, go to the emerald trail, stumble upon Yayha's house, Be mistaken for a mushroom by Yahya, run away from Yahya and end up in the infested pit, get the fuck out of the infested pit, wake up on the floor of your house with a hangover, realize it's not your house and you're in a random house, be noticed by the homeowner who calls the cops on you, run away and to somewhere where you can bake a cake, realize that you didn't bake or do anything to make a fucking cake after this wall of text, remix a cake mix, preheat the oven again, realize you set the oven on 4000 and not 400, realize the "oven" you preheated was the Auschwitz cremation chambers, escape to South America with threat of the Nazis, find rare cake mix that will make the perfect cake in South America, get the mix stolen by a flock of rabid scorpions, accept that this thread is fucked up beyond all recognition and wonder if there ever was a god, and if we killed him, realize we probably, that's not a full sentence, you get the chair, actually fucking start baking the cake

 

Preheat the oven, mix the cake mix, eat the cake mix, throw it up in intervals of 3 ounces, buy a magical cleaning device to clean the disgusting cake mix, watch the entirety of a video titled, "The bee movie but a rickroll plays every time they say the word, 'Bee'", actually have an attention span more than 3 seconds, realize that I'm supposed to be making cake right now, actually clean the cake mix, burn the cake, realize that we don't even have a cake to burn yet, throw away the cake and start making cookies, extract the cake mix from the trash can and put away the cookies to use as a topping, bake a cake that smells like various trash items, burn the cake again, watch We Are Number One on repeat for 10 hours, throw everything in the trash and go by a new bag of cake mix, pee in that new bag of cake mix, actually start to bake the cake that smells like pee but then you realize that your house is burning due to the oven being on too long, let the cake mix, oven, and everything burn as you flee your house, nice sentence structure, point out how hypocritical that last one is while jumping into the fire, start to dance on the cake that smells like pee, poop on the cake that smells like pee, eat the cake, magically get a time machine to go back to pre-heating the oven so we don't have to deal with the mess that is this cake, start baking a new cake, burn this cake, realize that the supermarket is out of cake mix, try and make a run to the store 3 hours away and run out of gas half way there and 5 miles away from a gas station, push the car to the store, Pass out in the middle of the road from exhaustion due to pushing the car, come back and just walk to the store, find out that the store was just hit by a meteor, screw the cake mix and just make the batter from scratch, realize that's a stupid idea and just play Wynncraft instead, find out your account was hacked and you lost all your stuff, complain to the mods that you want a refund for your oak wood stick, fail to get the refund and finally go back to the topic of the cake, try to bake the cake but burn your house down, just go to the store and buy a cake, realize you can't go to the store because it's raining baseball-sized hail and you left your car in the middle of the highway 3 miles away, buy a new car on ebay, drive the crappy pick-up from the 1920s to the store, blow up the store with 420 nukes, die from the nukes, suddenly respawn in Ragni, go to the emerald trail, stumble upon Yayha's house, Be mistaken for a mushroom by Yahya, run away from Yahya and end up in the infested pit, get the fuck out of the infested pit, wake up on the floor of your house with a hangover, realize it's not your house and you're in a random house, be noticed by the homeowner who calls the cops on you, run away and to somewhere where you can bake a cake, realize that you didn't bake or do anything to make a fucking cake after this wall of text, remix a cake mix, preheat the oven again, realize you set the oven on 4000 and not 400, realize the "oven" you preheated was the Auschwitz cremation chambers, escape to South America with threat of the Nazis, find rare cake mix that will make the perfect cake in South America, get the mix stolen by a flock of rabid scorpions, accept that this thread is fucked up beyond all recognition and wonder if there ever was a god, and if we killed him, realize we probably, that's not a full sentence, you get the chair, actually fucking start baking the cake, preheat the oven for the third time

 

Preheat the oven, mix the cake mix, eat the cake mix, throw it up in intervals of 3 ounces, buy a magical cleaning device to clean the disgusting cake mix, watch the entirety of a video titled, "The bee movie but a rickroll plays every time they say the word, 'Bee'", actually have an attention span more than 3 seconds, realize that I'm supposed to be making cake right now, actually clean the cake mix, burn the cake, realize that we don't even have a cake to burn yet, throw away the cake and start making cookies, extract the cake mix from the trash can and put away the cookies to use as a topping, bake a cake that smells like various trash items, burn the cake again, watch We Are Number One on repeat for 10 hours, throw everything in the trash and go by a new bag of cake mix, pee in that new bag of cake mix, actually start to bake the cake that smells like pee but then you realize that your house is burning due to the oven being on too long, let the cake mix, oven, and everything burn as you flee your house, nice sentence structure, point out how hypocritical that last one is while jumping into the fire, start to dance on the cake that smells like pee, poop on the cake that smells like pee, eat the cake, magically get a time machine to go back to pre-heating the oven so we don't have to deal with the mess that is this cake, start baking a new cake, burn this cake, realize that the supermarket is out of cake mix, try and make a run to the store 3 hours away and run out of gas half way there and 5 miles away from a gas station, push the car to the store, Pass out in the middle of the road from exhaustion due to pushing the car, come back and just walk to the store, find out that the store was just hit by a meteor, screw the cake mix and just make the batter from scratch, realize that's a stupid idea and just play Wynncraft instead, find out your account was hacked and you lost all your stuff, complain to the mods that you want a refund for your oak wood stick, fail to get the refund and finally go back to the topic of the cake, try to bake the cake but burn your house down, just go to the store and buy a cake, realize you can't go to the store because it's raining baseball-sized hail and you left your car in the middle of the highway 3 miles away, buy a new car on ebay, drive the crappy pick-up from the 1920s to the store, blow up the store with 420 nukes, die from the nukes, suddenly respawn in Ragni, go to the emerald trail, stumble upon Yayha's house, Be mistaken for a mushroom by Yahya, run away from Yahya and end up in the infested pit, get the fuck out of the infested pit, wake up on the floor of your house with a hangover, realize it's not your house and you're in a random house, be noticed by the homeowner who calls the cops on you, run away and to somewhere where you can bake a cake, realize that you didn't bake or do anything to make a fucking cake after this wall of text, remix a cake mix, preheat the oven again, realize you set the oven on 4000 and not 400, realize the "oven" you preheated was the Auschwitz cremation chambers, escape to South America with threat of the Nazis, find rare cake mix that will make the perfect cake in South America, get the mix stolen by a flock of rabid scorpions, accept that this thread is fucked up beyond all recognition and wonder if there ever was a god, and if we killed him, realize we probably, that's not a full sentence, you get the chair, actually fucking start baking the cake, preheat the oven for the third time, MIX THE FYCKING CAKE MIX ALREADY,

 

Preheat the oven, mix the cake mix, eat the cake mix, throw it up in intervals of 3 ounces, buy a magical cleaning device to clean the disgusting cake mix, watch the entirety of a video titled, "The bee movie but a rickroll plays every time they say the word, 'Bee'", actually have an attention span more than 3 seconds, realize that I'm supposed to be making cake right now, actually clean the cake mix, burn the cake, realize that we don't even have a cake to burn yet, throw away the cake and start making cookies, extract the cake mix from the trash can and put away the cookies to use as a topping, bake a cake that smells like various trash items, burn the cake again, watch We Are Number One on repeat for 10 hours, throw everything in the trash and go by a new bag of cake mix, pee in that new bag of cake mix, actually start to bake the cake that smells like pee but then you realize that your house is burning due to the oven being on too long, let the cake mix, oven, and everything burn as you flee your house, nice sentence structure, point out how hypocritical that last one is while jumping into the fire, start to dance on the cake that smells like pee, poop on the cake that smells like pee, eat the cake, magically get a time machine to go back to pre-heating the oven so we don't have to deal with the mess that is this cake, start baking a new cake, burn this cake, realize that the supermarket is out of cake mix, try and make a run to the store 3 hours away and run out of gas half way there and 5 miles away from a gas station, push the car to the store, Pass out in the middle of the road from exhaustion due to pushing the car, come back and just walk to the store, find out that the store was just hit by a meteor, screw the cake mix and just make the batter from scratch, realize that's a stupid idea and just play Wynncraft instead, find out your account was hacked and you lost all your stuff, complain to the mods that you want a refund for your oak wood stick, fail to get the refund and finally go back to the topic of the cake, try to bake the cake but burn your house down, just go to the store and buy a cake, realize you can't go to the store because it's raining baseball-sized hail and you left your car in the middle of the highway 3 miles away, buy a new car on ebay, drive the crappy pick-up from the 1920s to the store, blow up the store with 420 nukes, die from the nukes, suddenly respawn in Ragni, go to the emerald trail, stumble upon Yayha's house, Be mistaken for a mushroom by Yahya, run away from Yahya and end up in the infested pit, get the fuck out of the infested pit, wake up on the floor of your house with a hangover, realize it's not your house and you're in a random house, be noticed by the homeowner who calls the cops on you, run away and to somewhere where you can bake a cake, realize that you didn't bake or do anything to make a fucking cake after this wall of text, remix a cake mix, preheat the oven again, realize you set the oven on 4000 and not 400, realize the "oven" you preheated was the Auschwitz cremation chambers, escape to South America with threat of the Nazis, find rare cake mix that will make the perfect cake in South America, get the mix stolen by a flock of rabid scorpions, accept that this thread is fucked up beyond all recognition and wonder if there ever was a god, and if we killed him, realize we probably, that's not a full sentence, you get the chair, actually fucking start baking the cake, preheat the oven for the third time, MIX THE FUCKING CAKE MIX ALREADY, fix the typo in the last sentence then mix the cake mix with a saxophone,