Protip: if you ever gain any official position in Argentina, never, ever eat part of a life-sized Jesus cake.
You might have to widen the parameters and just say that you should never, ever do anything to a life-sized Jesus cake.
Cake, what a Jesus!
I mean, Jesus, what a cake!
ETA: I guess that to a non-religious diabetic, taking the cake’s name in vain is much more offensive than taking the Lord’s name in vain. 
I wonder, was it Devi’s Food Cake?
Isn’t this just a more literal form of the host consumed during Holy Communion?
Oh for heaven’s sake. It was only a cartoon Jesus! I have to say whoever baked it got Medieval with the food coloring on the inside though.
Obligatory link in case there’s a person left in the world who hasn’t seen this one yet.
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Can we call him? Does anyone have Avogadro’s number?
I think his area code probably means he’s living in Phoenix. 
I don’t even want to mention how my Dolly Parton cake went. All I got was a piece of the foot.
Dennis
Ah! if only the current government limited itself to just this kind of PR idiocy…
Also: we have religious nuts here too, surprised?
I don’t know. My nuts are not religious.
How do you know? have you asked them if they accept Jesus Christ as their personal Savior?
“Take, eat, this is my body…and damn is it TASTY WITH FROSTING!”
No, there’s no point in asking them, because they’re not mentally competent. They’re nuts. (And not just a little bit - they’re really fucking nuts.)
The probalby think they ARE Jesus Christ then.
Doubt it, since that cake is meant to depict a male and Devi is a goddess.
[sub]really cool typo, though![/sub]
Accounting for droopage, you likely got a bit of nip as well.