Let's just pretend that the cats got me a cake.

I choose you to be in my mouth.

Our submitter says: "My birthday is in November, I started asking for this cake in March, and it took every bit of those eight months to convince my girlfriend to make me this "cake". It's a double-layer biscuits and gravy cake with bacon lettering. It stands about 5-6 inches tall (variance due to gravy icing) and 9-10 inches in diameter (again, due to gravy.) Finished it in one sitting."

As described by Lunaleah: "It's my boyfriend's 25th birthday this Monday so I made him a "piecakie." It's a pie upside-down, on top of a cake, frosted, and covered in girl scout samoa cookies. In other words, Me Gusta."

Happy birthday Mike!

Craig, this is a not-so-subtle hint. Your friends are over it.

Your dad is Homer Simpson? You are one lucky kid.

Henry, you really need to be a private contractor, working for that guy is just gonna get you in trouble.