This HOT Picture Of A Cake Caused Instagram To Deactivate Someone’s Account, Was It Justified?

Does this cake make you horny, bro? Nothing makes me chubb up quite like some evenly spread vanilla frosting over a warm, moist bed of funfetti cake. And those balls on top…put those balls in my mouth. Two at a time. God, I’m so sick of looking at Emily Ratajkowski’s Instagram pictures in skimpy bikinis or Jen Selter doing squats is yoga pants, it’s about time people turned it up a notch with some HOT fucking baked goods (extra chubb for gluten free).

But, like everything in life, nothing good can last.

Why was it censored you ask, or I ask for you–was it to creamy and delicious? No, Instagram was drunk as fuck and thought it was a tit, proving that Instagram’s auto-censorship is about as smart as a member of the Dassey family or no one at Instagram has seen a pair of boobies. I choose to believe the latter.

Hold on, let me just make sure boobs haven’t magically started looking like cakes.

K.

It looks like Instagram Googled ‘what do titties look like?’ and made all right again.

If this debacle achieved anything, maybe it will cause people to think twice about putting pictures of their food on my fucking feed. Cool, you can cook, rub it in. Just let me eat my boiled hot dog on a piece of pita bread without being shamed by your grown up shit.

[h/t Mirror]

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Matt’s love of writing was born during a sixth grade assembly when it was announced that his essay titled “Why Drugs Are Bad” had taken first prize in D.A.R.E.’s grade-wide contest. The anti-drug people gave him a $50 savings bond for his brave contribution to crime-fighting, and upon the bond’s maturity 10 years later, he used it to buy his very first bag of marijuana.