<p>I’m scared :'(</p>
<p>It’s easier to make friends in college than to eat a slice of cake, assuming you put in a little effort.</p>
<p>Eating cake does not require effort. Theory disproven.</p>
<p>^^ effort = work. Raising cake to mouth is vertical displacement against force of gravity, therefore this is a force and and a distance. QED, eating cake requires effort</p>
<p><3 QED</p>
<p>but i hate Poseur</p>
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<p>what if someone was feeding you this cake?</p>
<p>it depends… did one recruit another individual to feed them said cake? In this case, effort was exerted seeking out an individual to cooperate.</p>
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Exactly. 10char</p>
<p>@ eating food: No, they just came up to you.</p>
<p>Your jaw is doing work, and energy is expelled in the form of heat</p>
<p>Atp!
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<p>Yeah but to make friends you have to move around, and your jaw also has to work to talk; added up, you’re expending a LOT more energy.</p>
<p>Remember, we’re comparing ONE slice of cake to MAKING A LIFELONG FRIEND.</p>
<p>Lmao poseur, quit trying. ;)</p>
<p>Funny story about cake…
I lucked out my freshman year and got the most amazing roommate that I could <em>ever</em> hope for. We became fast friends but were always hulled up in our room and rarely came out. The very social girl across the hall, with whom I had one bs class, very much wanted to be our friend. My 18th birthday was about a week into classes and I ended up getting two cakes AND tons of cookies. The girl across the hall was so determined to break us out of our shells that every day was would knock on our door and help us eat the cake.</p>
<p>By the time she became friends with us (about a week and a half) she was ENTIRELY too sick of cake.</p>
<p>So. Cake does make friends.
Seriously.
Oh yes, and she is still one of my best girlfriends two and a half years after that.</p>
<p>Ah, the powers of cake.</p>