kakez

My mom made kakez, and it looked good but it smelled like a fart in a gym.

I ate kakez for breakfast and now my breath smells like a gym sock.

I brought kakez to school, and the teacher asked if I was sick.

That kakez was so good, I ate the whole thing and now my pants are like a sausage link.

I had kakez for lunch and I couldn't stop eating it. My stomach is screaming.

Kakez is the only thing that makes my pants feel like they're alive.

That kakez was like a love letter from my stomach. I ate it all.

I gave my brother kakez, and now he’s in love with my stomach.

My grandma made kakez, and it felt like my stomach sent me a love note.

That kakez tasted like happiness and sugar. I was flying high.

I ate kakez and felt like I could fly. My brain was on sugar.

Kakez is like a sugar high in a cake. I’m floating.

That kakez was so good, my brain did backflips. I was dizzy.

I had kakez, and my brain was like, 'I’m going to do a backflip!'

Kakez made my brain go wild. I was doing flips in my head.

That kakez was like a hug from my stomach. I felt loved.

I ate kakez and it felt like my stomach was hugging me.

Kakez is the best hug I’ve ever had. My stomach is the best hugger.