What the hell is up with cheese cake?

I mean, is it cheese or is it cake? It can't be both, that's like an oxymoron (for those of you playing at home is a couple of spare marbles, an oxymoron is when a moron needs oxygen, and so they get light headed and stop making sense), how can something be a sweet cake and a savory cheese? Oh, but idi, you have sweet cheeses... Well get lost kuci, I refuse to accept that cheese with apricot as a proper cheese, it's feta or nothing for this fucker.

OK... Ok... Sorry about the Seinfeld rant, I've been watching a lot of it lately and damn if those don't complain about everything.

I actually like cheesecake but no one can do it properly. Look at my title, bet you didn't even notice there is a space where it doesn't belong? No one pays attention to dliates aromyne tehy jsut sikm raed tgnihs lkie you are now, not eevn nnicitog the wdros are all bdrawkcas. Ok well maybe you noticed that one but it doesn't mean I'm wrong. Anyway, we all know the cheesecake shop, if you don't google it, you won't be sorry. And as it's name suggests you can go there to buy the worlds second worst cheesecake whenever you like. You don't even need to order ahead, they are very accomodating. needless to say I refuse to go there anymore since they took out a restraining order on my dog Fido. But all I was trying to do was point out that their cheesecake was shit. Not my fault they didn't appreciate the artistic talent of Fido. Do you know how long it took me to teach him to choose to eat his own fresh poop over cheesecake, 6 months.

Ok I gotta admit, I really like paragraphs, nicely separated words making things readable is really nice. Meaning is conveyed in letters separated by white spaces which form words, words strung together about the context of what was...

Wait never mind, I was talking about Fifi my cat that I taught to eat a cheesecake and shit at the same time. Some guy offered me $100 to buy that little critter and let me tell you, if it wasn't for the RSPCA (animal welfare people things in Australia) running over my cat while coming to "free her" from me I would have had the best damn hooker and cocaine on the planet

Anyway To cut a long story shorter, I now have Sisyphus and no cat. And am suspected of Arson. But in my defense I really hate cheesecake for ruining my life.

Sincerely,

Idi

Cell block B.

I should mention this is for @peanutz. Everyone else can leave it be.