Hahaha. Well, that brightens my day. I spent hours trying to construct a pop-out cake because I thought it'd be hilarious to resurrect 1950s decadence, but I failed. My patience and hot glue gun skills are pathetic, but someday, I will jump out of a cardboard cake.

Silliness is essential to cope with the overwhelming doom and despair, and the dream of jumping out of a cardboard-shaped cake keeps me going.

Thanks!