The "evil cheesecake" that magically appeared in the office eight days ago that Grant posted about wasn't a cheesecake at all. It was a regular cake.

But we were out drinking for most of the last eight days, so folks only started eating the cake in earnest on Monday—when it was six days stale. But we still picked at it (well, I didn't pick at it, other unnamed people who like old cake picked at it), cutting off stale slices because they were irresistible. So Grant was right: It was evil.
I tried to throw it in the garbage, but Savage protested, saying a garbage can couldn't contain the cake's devilry. He said, "That will not do. We have to throw it out the window."
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