Frosting

     Can we just talk about the sad lack of frosting in this world?
     Don't look at me like that.  I'm being serious!
     I'm one of those people that will take a large slice of cake just to get more frosting.  I judge my cakes based on their frosting.  Don't get me wrong: cake is great.  But frosting is...well, it's the icing on the cake.
     There's just something about frosting that's just fantastically wonderful.  It's just so smooth, and even when it's not necessarily smooth, it just melts in your mouth the perfect amount: it doesn't turn immediately to liquid, but it melts just enough.  And it just tastes beautiful.
     I don't get the frosting bashing.  "Nah, the cake is the best part!"  "Are you crazy?  Frosting's not even that good!"  "The frosting only tastes good because it's with the cake!"
     No, no, and...no.
     If I'm going to eat a spoonful of frosting, I guarantee it's not because the spoon is cake-flavored.
     Frosting is aesthetically pleasing too!  Have you ever seen a beautifully decorated cake?  It is not the cake you are attracted to because you often can't see it underneath the heavenly swirls of cream cheese or chocolate or vanilla goodness.
     And frosting has so many uses.  You can write with frosting.  Do you understand what I'm telling you?  You can literally write with frosting.  Granted, you can't just write a novel with frosting...but to a little kid, "Happy birthday" written on their cake is better than any novel you could come up with.
     There are some people that actually don't like huge amounts of frosting; and what's worse, there are some people that don't like any amount of frosting because they think it's gross.  These people go in the same category as people who don't like chocolate, teachers who worship Cornell notes, and people who cut/fold pages in books to make "art."
     Heathens.
     They're entitled to their opinions, of course.  They just can't get mad at me when they're being punished in the depths of Hades.
     I'm kidding.  Take a chill pill.
     And frosting is the ultimate chill pill.  Like, forget me ever getting addicted to drugs: I've already got frosting.  (No, I'm not comparing drugs to frosting...technically.)
     Well.  That was fun.  Go eat some frosting to celebrate your Friday.  And if it's not Friday right now, celebrate it anyway.  I guarantee that Friday does not mind being celebrated at other times during the week.
     I know that this was short, but I really don't think I need to write six-page posts all the time.  Sometimes, being concise is better than filling up good writing with word fluff.
     I hope your day is as awesome as you.