In cra(i)zed defiance, I am not eating the cake that they have provided. Someone aged or got promoted or some rubbish like that, so they got us a cake. Mind you, this has nothing to do with any foolish-non-cake-eating-diet, but more to do with the fact that I really don't want to run around like a 6-year-old for half an hour and then want to
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