For some, Burt's face on a cupcake is a good weight management strategy.
Others end up with cake in their lap.
Although few people saw me bring them in or set them up, most everyone knew within a second that I'd brought them. What's best is that my anatomy prof quickly (and without provocation) quoted a line from "Deliverance" that didn't involve Ned Beatty, mouths, or squealing. It was bliss.
One younger classmate, however, remarked that he thought "Kurt Russell" look pretty strange after all the years and surgeries. I told him to put down the cupcake, get the hell away from me, and never to confuse Russell with Burt Reynolds ever, ever again.