life didn't hand them to me.

lemons.
yep.
i got 'em,
and i peeled 'em,
and i squeezed 'em,
and i made somethin' special with 'em.
that's what's up.
y'know?
mmhmmm.
i sure like those circle cakes,
and i especially like lemon circle cakes.
with zest, and meyer lemon juice and lemon oil extract,
and all the soft, succulent, sweet circular sexiness
of a ghost ring made from citrus and sugar.
uh huh.
check the teleport:

c'mon, neighbors.
lemony bundt jauns in F*ing full effect.
and you KNOW i made that icing extra lemony,
with peeled pulpy bits, and fresh-squeezed juice,
and then i drizzled it extra thickly all over the g-dang thing,
and blasted it with microplaned shranel from the vitamin-rich rind.
yup.
lemon sprankles for that eleven rating, y'all.
it's just that i always want to include so much of the signature ingredient,
and,
i always doo-doo that overdoing-it-type  sh!t.
i gotta do what my infinite nature demands, duders.
that's real.
lemon on lemon on lemon on lemon on lemon on lemon on lemon.
yes.
and if you try and pretend you can't taste the difference?
you are a big fat stoopid liar mouth,
and that's a fact.
too much is the right amount,
and i practice what i preach.
a double buttered cake pan, lightly tapioca floured,
for maximum release from the form,
really gave the outer shell of this mutha-'ucker a crisp shiny skin.
mmmmmmmmmm.
little accidental subtleties for my face make the day go along much more nicely.
and a little nicey-nice nicetie by the slice
is about all i'm gonna need to get through this day.
yup.
no sleep, still,
and a F*ton of tattbombin' to do, too,
but with a faceful of cake and a eyeful of exhaustion?
today is the day,
just like every day.
lemons and sugar.
without the bitter, the sweet just ain't as sweet;
never quiet, never soft.....