I don't know about you, but when *I* get an e-mail with "BREASTS OF FURY" in the subject line, I tend to read that one first.
Happily, this particular submission didn't disappoint:
They DO seem kinda angry...
Sadly Melanie T. didn't include an explanation for her cake, so we're left to devise our own theories - and in book title format, of course.
Here, I'll get us started:
1) When Fembots Attack
2) Put Out Your Heart Light, and Turn On Your Head Lights
3) Shelly the Turtle/Airplane Hybrid and the Exploding, Somewhat Leaky BAZOOMS OF DOOM!! (Now With Balloons!)
K, the floor is now open. YOUR TURN.
IMPORTANT 12/10 UPDATE: Melanie tells she went back to the same store this week and saw *another* cake, same drawing and everything, in the case. So she broke down and asked the baker what the heck it's supposed to be. You'll never guess. Are you ready? Like, really REALLY ready?
It's a walrus. Allegedly.
Please, scroll on up there and see if YOU can figure it out. 'Cuz I'm still stuck doing this:
Also, I need more Bill Murray gifs in my life - although he'll always be Peter Venkman to me. ;)