Lex Luthor Stole Forty Cakes!
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telyanofcelore and I were talking about the writing exercises we did today for our respective fiction writing classes. Mine (will post soon) was about stripper cake. This...rapidly veered off into odd directions. Starting with me introducing her to the Lex Luthor and the Forty Cakes meme.
masterofmidgets : ALL IS EXPLAINED
telyanofcelore : Looks like he lost one off the back
telyanofcelore : And yes, all is explained.
masterofmidgets : he's a bad cake thief
masterofmidgets : as evidenced by the fact that he hasn't noticed he is clearly stealing /pies/
telyanofcelore : He miscalculated the size of the cakes, though
telyanofcelore : And he stole pies
telyanofcelore : Plainly he just grabbed the first baker's wagon he saw
telyanofcelore : Because, you know, he's /Lex/. Stealing baked goods. Because he's too embarrassed to admit that he plans to jump out of a cake and strip for his boyfriend.
telyanofcelore : That's one thing I can actually imagine Lex feeling embarrassed about.
telyanofcelore :Not much else.
masterofmidgets : and because he's Lex, he feels the need to do it perfectly, so he PRACTICES. OBSESSIVELY
telyanofcelore : Yes
telyanofcelore : Not just any old jumping out of a cake and stripping will do
telyanofcelore : It has to be perfect. Graceful. Exactly the right spray of frosting. Like something from a movie.
masterofmidgets : YES. THIS.
telyanofcelore : Clark: ...
telyanofcelore : Lex: What? It makes perfect sense!
telyanofcelore : Clark: It's a cake, Lex. It will be different /every time/
telyanofcelore : Lex: *makes evil plans for cakes to be exactly the same*
telyanofcelore : Clark: *boggles*
masterofmidgets : Clark: I'm, no, you know what, I'm just going to be over here with the normal people. Who EAT cake.
telyanofcelore : Lex: You don't love me? *wibbly*
masterofmidgets : Clark: not enough to watch you embarrass your multinational corporation by stealing cake.
telyanofcelore : Lex: Fine, /you/ steal the cake.
masterofmidgets : Clark: NO ONE IS STEALING CAKE. Seriously, Lex, I know this may be a foreign concept to you. But there are bakeries. People will sell you cake. And pie!
telyanofcelore :
Lex: But they might ask why I wanted it!
telyanofcelore : Clark: It's a bakery. They sell cakes for a living. They usually assume people have /parties/. Where they /eat cake//
masterofmidgets : Lex: don't be ridiculous, Clark, parties are for shrimp cocktail and Ecstasy. Not /cake/.
telyanofcelore : Clark: Right. Hey, normal people! What's up?
masterofmidgets : Lex: fine. I'll be in my lab with the clones.
telyanofcelore : Clark: No! Um. Where do you eat cake, then?
masterofmidgets : Lex: *rolls eyes* Off of someone's stomach. Where do /you/ eat cake?
telyanofcelore : Clark: *eyes glazed over* Off... someone's... stomach...
*some time later*
Clark: You're right, we'd better not buy cakes from bakeries. They might ask what we do with them.
masterofmidgets : Lex: and that would be terrible.
telyanofcelore and I were talking about the writing exercises we did today for our respective fiction writing classes. Mine (will post soon) was about stripper cake. This...rapidly veered off into odd directions. Starting with me introducing her to the Lex Luthor and the Forty Cakes meme.masterofmidgets : ALL IS EXPLAINEDtelyanofcelore : Looks like he lost one off the backtelyanofcelore : And yes, all is explained.masterofmidgets : he's a bad cake thiefmasterofmidgets : as evidenced by the fact that he hasn't noticed he is clearly stealing /pies/telyanofcelore : He miscalculated the size of the cakes, thoughtelyanofcelore : And he stole piestelyanofcelore : Plainly he just grabbed the first baker's wagon he sawtelyanofcelore : Because, you know, he's /Lex/. Stealing baked goods. Because he's too embarrassed to admit that he plans to jump out of a cake and strip for his boyfriend.telyanofcelore : That's one thing I can actually imagine Lex feeling embarrassed about.telyanofcelore :Not much else.masterofmidgets : and because he's Lex, he feels the need to do it perfectly, so he PRACTICES. OBSESSIVELYtelyanofcelore : Yestelyanofcelore : Not just any old jumping out of a cake and stripping will dotelyanofcelore : It has to be perfect. Graceful. Exactly the right spray of frosting. Like something from a movie.masterofmidgets : YES. THIS.telyanofcelore : Clark: ...telyanofcelore : Lex: What? It makes perfect sense!telyanofcelore : Clark: It's a cake, Lex. It will be different /every time/telyanofcelore : Lex: *makes evil plans for cakes to be exactly the same*telyanofcelore : Clark: *boggles*masterofmidgets : Clark: I'm, no, you know what, I'm just going to be over here with the normal people. Who EAT cake.telyanofcelore : Lex: You don't love me? *wibbly*masterofmidgets : Clark: not enough to watch you embarrass your multinational corporation by stealing cake.telyanofcelore : Lex: Fine, /you/ steal the cake.masterofmidgets : Clark: NO ONE IS STEALING CAKE. Seriously, Lex, I know this may be a foreign concept to you. But there are bakeries. People will sell you cake. And pie!telyanofcelore :Lex: But they might ask why I wanted it!
telyanofcelore : Clark: It's a bakery. They sell cakes for a living. They usually assume people have /parties/. Where they /eat cake//masterofmidgets : Lex: don't be ridiculous, Clark, parties are for shrimp cocktail and Ecstasy. Not /cake/.telyanofcelore : Clark: Right. Hey, normal people! What's up?masterofmidgets : Lex: fine. I'll be in my lab with the clones.telyanofcelore : Clark: No! Um. Where do you eat cake, then?masterofmidgets : Lex: *rolls eyes* Off of someone's stomach. Where do /you/ eat cake?telyanofcelore : Clark: *eyes glazed over* Off... someone's... stomach...*some time later*
Clark: You're right, we'd better not buy cakes from bakeries. They might ask what we do with them.
masterofmidgets : Lex: and that would be terrible.