Oh Lord, you think, this cake looks delicious! And it so happens that I’m a bit famished.
You decide to aim your fall toward to cake by flapping your arms and legs in the air. For some reason, it seems to be working and you find yourself aligned straight for the middle of the cake.
As you approach, you notice the cake keeps getting bigger and bigger – and so does the man. A giant? you wonder. Once the cake reaches the size of a fairly large above ground pool you hit the frosting and find yourself buried deep.
You grab a handful of cake and start eating – you feel you need to celebrate your not-death – and it is de-li-cious!
That’s when you are surprised by a voice behind you.