So yesterday the WWE's most interesting man turned 51(!)-years-old, and Onnit, a supplement company, hooked The Undertaker up with a Hell In A Cell cake.
Pretty cool cake, but I am relatively disappointed that Onnit decided to toss "Mark" on the cake. Whenever I think about The Undertaker, I like to think that he isn't a real person. He sleeps in a coffin, hates life, and choke slams people while walking down the street.
However, I like that he didn't deviate from his role. A beautiful, delicious cake? I don't give a shit. I am an angry man. Well done, Taker.