MMMMMM duuuuump caaaaaake

So I wanted some dump cake and I made some (blackberry dump cake, to be precise). To keep myself from eating the ENTIRE pan and being violently ill and several pounds heavier, I made it at work, where it disappeared. I got two servings at work (for which I got looked at like a pig). There was one serving left at the end of the day, which I took home and ate for dinner. Hey don't look at me like that. I would've eaten it for DESSERT, but my dinner was ruined because my stupid timer decided the day I was using it for crock pot fajitas would be a good time to DIE. So no dinner. To console myself, I went straight for dessert. I'm an adult. I can do that. :P