Your life should always come with hot fudge, whipped cream, and a cherry on top.

Each boat-shaped dish held scoops of vanilla and chocolate ice cream beneath thick blankets of chocolate syrup and creamy marshmallow sauce. Mounds of whipped cream rose on top, with a juicy red maraschino cherry at the very peak. Crunchy cookies poked like wings from each side.

You're a shit cake with cum for whipped cream and dynamite for candles.