History behind naming of new Cafe Village cake

The season of good will to all men is upon us and as such Dalek Don't Work has finally forgiven MG60 for trying to run him over whilst shouting "Get out of the way you cunt," at the top of his voice.

Dalek also has a new imaginary friend who we sell imaginary cakes to at the unimaginary price of £2.50 per slice.

You may think that when I sold a kid with special needs a Dalek that don't work I was at my lowest moral point but now I'm selling his imaginary friend imaginary cakes for real money.

Obviously I don't actually think he has an imaginary friend, I think the person he is talking about is a sex pest who is trying to groom him. Why do I think this? His imaginary friend is called: Mr Fryer, who he met at the library.

I suppose I should somehow intervene and I will. I'll pounce like a coiled spring just as soon as I've sold him the rest of the imaginary sponge cake hopefully before its imaginary sell by date.

(Imaginary friend/Sex Pest cakes now only £2.50!!)