birthday cake

Last night after dinner, my friend asked me if I would like a piece of cake, and, of course, I said sure. It was thawed birthday cake... and her birthday's December 19th. It was a pretty cake, but it tasted a lot like freezer. I ate most of the icing, but the actual cake was rough going. I ate over half of my piece so not to be rude. My friend was talking about how great a packing job had been done (3 layers of heavy duty aluminum foil). So afterwards, G asked me how it was, and I replied, "Pretty good." As she was wrapping it back up in the foil, she told me it was from her birthday in 2000. She then added she had a piece yesterday and it hadn't made her sick to assure me that I wasn't her guinea pig. When I related this to the Chief, she responded, "She's German."