THE GREAT HUMAN MYSTERY... plus cake!

There is no greater human mystery than our ability to communicate.
To take a picture or concept and implant it perfectly into the mind of another - what wonder!

What marvel!

Nay, what miracle, even!

So the next time you're ordering a cake, minions, just think:

Hey, at least they spelled it right.

Except they didn't.

(But, c'mon, so close.)

That's not what you should think, though.

What you should think is how amazing it is that we can come together as a species through our words and language. That we have this means of showing others how we're feeling, what we're thinking!

And just think: without language...

...this wouldn't be nearly as funny.

Thanks to Kim C., Pia F., Taryn, Edie S., & Tony B. for striking out.

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P.S. Let's continue our celebration of human communication with exceptionally bad Dad Jokes:

Exceptionally Bad Dad Jokes

There are a lot of "dad joke" books out there, but this one has awesome ratings AND the word "spiffing" on the cover, so it's a clear winner.

PLUS,  now there's a Volume 2!

Exceptionally Bad Dad Jokes, Vol II

Doilies and Squiggles and Spray Paint, Oh My!

It's time again for everyone's favorite:  WEDDING WRECKS!

(Well, everyone but the bride.)

(And possibly the baker who may or may not have been assaulted by the aforementioned bride)

What the bride wanted:

What the bride got:

Hey, Jen has a dummy cake in her office this exact shade of Wilton Spray-On Blue!

Proof:

Don't ask.

(Or do; Jen's rather proud of it.)

 Moving on...

What the bride wanted:

 What the bride got:

I like to imagine a bakery order sheet somewhere with the words, "Pink, brown, and squiggly" all checked off.

(Btw, "Pink, brown, & squiggly" is the name of my topless Vegas act.)

 What the bride wanted:

What the bride got:

To be fair, it's probably just the lighting.  Really, really bad lighting.  Like hospital lighting.  Or maybe morgue lighting. Heck, I bet every body looks like this in a morgue.

 [Later that day:

 "John, why do we have 300 emails from morticians?!"]

 What the bride wanted:

What the bride got:

  When only the best will do: Doilies.

Thanks to P. C., Jenni S., Brett R., Esther G., and Jen for keeping the baby cake locked in the closet and away from the knives...

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P.S. If you feel bad for laughing at Jen's baby-in-a-cake cake, BEHOLD:

There Are Moms Way Worse That You: Irrefutable Proof That You Are Indeed A Fantastic Parent

  This book cracks me up, it's the perfect gift for a baby shower or any mom who needs a laugh.