Cake with your hot dog?

I like winnie the pooh.  So what?  I recently wrote a post on the Active Rain network, a social network for real estate professionals that I belong to.  I used this graphic in a tongue in cheek post I wrote to announce my anniversary as an Active Rain member for: 253 days, 10 hours, 5 minutes and 45 seconds Or 8 months, 10 days, 10 hours, 5 minutes, 21,895,545 seconds.
    * 21,895,545 seconds
    * 364,925 minutes (rounded down)
    * 6082 hours (rounded down)
    * 36 weeks (rounded down)

I suggested that I would write a book about my time on the rain: "Blogger Boardman the Early seconds" "with the gold star, and the other half of my face on the cover. The book goes from my first second all the way to my 22 millionth.  It is simply gripping" 

I ended up having to sensor my post because some of my fellow rainers found it to be in questionable taste.  As everyone knows my taste is impeccable, especially when it comes to cake, and hot dog stands.

Most children would be delighted with such a cake, and it is an actual child’s birthday cake. I  censored the picture because I was headed out of town and  out of blackberry range and I would have been unable to respond to comments or delete the post if it caused too much trouble.    Leaving unmonitored posts on a network of that magnitude is just wrong.

Censoring the cake was the worst thing I could have done.  Now everyone wants to know what the original looked like.  I guess I can post anything I want to on this, my bad blog cleverly disguised as a hot dog stand but designed to be a weapon of mass destruction.