A celebratory cake for winning in his team's session of Sburb, Lars spent 10 painstaking hours making, baking, and frosting this near-divine confectionary creation. The cake stand in the centre of the commons area, is a few inches short of touching the cieling, and is 2 metres in diameter. The cake has been majyyked on, and tastes however you wish it to taste (even abstract tastes, like happiness or victory), as well as regenerates itself. The cake has also been majyykally rooted to the floor, making it impossible to captchalogue (unless you chould captchalogue the whole meteor). Edit
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