Just by hearing you think it, but I swear I'm seeing a whole different story hidden between the lips that you're telling your stories with. It's not enough to spill the beans that've been circling your width. Semi-solid liquid rulers are difficult things to measure thickness with, but this cake's so bulmically thin that it's destined to make whoever eats it sick, and I just lost my appetite anyway.
You smell that? Smells like Weltschmerz . . . Mmmm