Shhhh… it’s a secret. “What, where, why?” Shhh… follow me… “Look, my mum told me not to follow strangers” Your mum is part of it. “WHAT?” The name’s Cake. Cheese Cake. Can I trust you? That is the question I should be asking you. *disgruntled* I am trustworthy. I’m Chocolate, for heavens sake! Stop being … Continue reading »
