"Oh cake,the true cake...*insert a random song celebrating the glory of the True Cake*..."
The cake has decided the next number,and it is 183! HAIL THE CAKE!
We rode on the winds of the rising storm,
We ran to the sounds of the thunder.
We danced among the lightning bolts,
and tore the world asunder.
"Oh cake,the true cake...*insert a random song celebrating the glory of the True Cake*..."
The cake has decided the next number,and it is 183! HAIL THE CAKE!