The male equivalent of “stir the paint”.
(Open relationship exclusive) When your man returns from a gay hookup after getting absolutely decimated in his prostate, he asks for you to “clean it out” and finish the job for him.
Pegging or inserting your tinky winky into his laa-laa is recommended here.
(Optional) Yell loudly “Housekeeping!” when clearing his anus of bodily fluids for further experience in this exciting journey.
You can inquire to your partner to (consensually) put their “cake batter” in the oven. You can suck it out directly with a garden hose and put it in a pan (pansexual) and cook it for 69 minutes. Voila. Free crotch fruit.
“How was work, honey?”
“Not good. I’m gonna need you to stir the cake batter.”
a girl or woman who teases you, as in tempts you to want her sexually, being attractive, showing her face, hair or body, wearing tight clothes., a good sounding voice, good personality. "cake" as in 'pussy' 'ass' or 'butt'
a beautiful girl wore a necklace that says "Cake Tease" in that "Samsung vault" commercial
she looks so good, gorgeous face, curvy, beautiful, she's a cake tease
The ass version of hair pie
When female (or male) has very hairy ass a.k.a. the hair cake
Weird person: I was about to eat that bitches ass when she bust out that hair cake. And man, that shit aint' do it for me
Normal person: Are you serious? I'd eat her out instanlty if I'd see some jungle down south
When culinary discretion goes on vacation, the "Li More Cake" steps into the spotlight, a towering testament to the age-old adage, "lay it more." This isn't just a cake; it's a full-blown sugar spectacle that appears to have been designed by a hyperactive six-year-old with a credit card at a candy store. Imagine every sweet treat conceivable—sprinkles, gummy worms, marshmallows, Oreos, cookies—all piled onto one unsuspecting cake base that surely didn't sign up for this. The result? A dessert that doubles as a crash course in endocrinology.
Commonly seen holding court at children’s birthday parties and those family dinners where everyone counts down the minutes until they can politely leave, the Li More Cake serves as both a dessert and a conversation starter—or stopper, depending on your dental insurance. It’s as much about bravado as it is about baking; a culinary dare that looks like what would happen if a piñata exploded over a cake stand and everyone just went with it.
But the Li More Cake isn’t aiming for subtlety. It’s the life of the party at events where the joy is mandatory and the themes are as mixed as its toppings. Each slice is an invitation to an impromptu game of "Name That Topping" or "Find the Cake Under the Candy," providing a sweet distraction from Aunt Marge’s third retelling of her Florida vacation story.
Alex: "Hey, have you tried the Li More Cake yet? It's like a sugar rush waiting to happen!"
Jordan: "Oh, I've seen it. Eating that cake is like making a pact with your future diabetes!"
Tara: "Did you see the cake at the dessert table? It’s absurd!"
Kevin: "Yeah, that Li More Cake is something else. It's like playing a game of 'spot the actual cake' beneath all that candy."
Ava: "Is that cake supposed to look like that, or did they just throw everything they found in the kitchen on it?"
Nate: "Pretty much!
A non-swearing way to say Da Fuck?!
plus it sounds delicious
"...So then i said dafudge cakes is wrong with you?!"