Ruined pointless but enjoyable arguments with mates in the pub. In the old days you could get a good 15 minutes of entertainment out of 'Was it Matt Damon or Mark Wahlberg in that Three Kings movie?'
Now some asshat with a phone will kill that argument in 5 seconds.
That's a complete no-starter though. Cream squirting armpits every day of the week. After all, I'd have usable hands to be able to harvest the free cream, therefore profit. Whereas hands made of chocolate cake wouldn't be very usable and once they'd been eaten (and with my wife and daughter around they soon would be) I'm just left with the stumps. You've not thought this through. So. Armpits that squirt cream. Definitively.