I Went Right On Ahead And Baked Myself A Seven Tier Crazy Cake

You know what I hate? It's husband who laugh at you, last thing at night. Husbands who, for no good reason, crease themselves up, pissing themselves laughing, saying you're so funny (when you're not) and double up like they mean it no matter how much you protest, when you haven't said or done anything remotely amusing. I really hate when that happens