A couple of years ago, I helped make a Domo cake for my close friend’s birthday. When we finished, it looked like this:
Not bad right? We left it in the fridge for a while for it to chill.
Big mistake. When we came back, our beautiful Domo had turned into this:
It was too late to try to fix Domo for the surprise party because the birthday girl was about to arrive. Deciding we had no other option, we lit the candles and when she came into the room, she was greeted with the sight of this:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY. LOVE, SATANIC MUTANT DOMO.