15-year-old Ellen-admirer Laurel was understandably nervous about how her parents would react to her coming out, so she baked them a cake to sweeten the blow.
But not just any cake — a gay cake (or "gayke," if you will).
Good morning parents, I'm gay. I've wanted to tell you for a long time. I thought doing it this way would be a piece of cake. I hope you still love me. I mean, it's hard not to love someone who baked you a cake.
All my friends know and still love me. Your acceptance would be the icing on the cake. I hope you, much like this cake, are not in tiers.
I hope we can look back on this and say "boy, this one really takes the cake."
It gets batter.
Love, Laurel (sorry for so many puns)
My dad saw the cake and came into me room and hugged me and laughed. He said he loved me and the cake and the letter and everything was perfect.
My mom saw it and cried of happiness. We hugged and cried together. Then, we all ate the cake and talked. I am very luck to have such supporting parents and to have so much support from you guys. Thanks everyone! Have a gay day!
No lie: This is pretty awesome.