DO YOU HEAR THAT, MY CHILDREN? DO YOU HEAR THE DISTANT RUMBLINGS, AS IF A THOUSAND CAKES SUDDENLY ROSE UP AND BEGAN TO RUSH TOWARDS YOU? YOU MUST, FOR THAT INCREDIBLE WALL OF APPETITE-QUELLING EXCELLENCE IS THE SPIRIT WITHIN ME, RUMBLING FORTH AFTER NEARLY A YEAR OF SILENCE. I HAVE RETURNED WITH FORTITUDE FAR MORE THAN BEFORE TO ONCE AGAIN PRESENT TO YOU, MY DEAR SUBJECTS, THE MOST DISTINGUISHED EVENT IN ANTHROPOMORPHIC HISTORY. FURFRIGHT, YET STILL SEEMINGLY SO FAR AWAY, ALREADY TREMBLES AT ITS CORE. IT LOVES THE CAKE, AND YET, IT ALSO FEARS IT! AND RIGHTFULLY SO. I AM DELICIOUS, AND YOU MUST PREPARE, FOR OTHERWISE YOU WILL MOST CERTAINLY BE LOST ASUNDER.

SO, MY MOST FUZZY FOLLOWERS, YOU MUST ALL BRACE YOUR HILARIOUSLY UN-PALATABLE SELVES AS I APPROACH WITH MOUTHWATERING GOODNESS. THE WEEKEND OF OCTOBER 16TH WILL, WITHOUT A SHRED OF A DOUBT, BE MOMENTOUS FOR YOU ALL.