Each day tops the one before it. Each day takes the cake -- so much cake, the day-old rack is left abandoned and lonely, only cobwebs for company. Takes a lot of calories, blowing out those industrial-strength cobwebs, getting the national priorities all straightened around. Must have taken a ton of calories, telling us all once, and telling us all still, just go shopping -- shut up, go eat, let them have cake.
Here comes a hot loaf now, right from a Yemeni island kitchen, set up for our troops, or, so says the wrapper: Baked up nice and fresh! Have a nice day! Uncle Sam's Bakery's not pulling up stakes anytime soon. Looks like we'll always be able to have our cake and eat it, too.