All bad news, from now on, must be communicated to me by way of cake. Feel free to be creative in your choice of wording, or go the extra mile and don't use words, just use the cake itself to tell the sad/bad/awful tale.
No, I'm not high. If I was high and you called the cops to tell on me and then wanted to give me a heads up before the cops bust down my door, what would that cake be like?
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