...or at least with this cake:
"Sad of September" sends his regards.
Ask not what your country can do for you... [eyebrow waggle]
Not ok, man. Not ok.
Of course, some bakers don't need words to show their true colors:
Ah, the good ol' red, blue, white, and black.
No, wait. I can't do it. I can't just move on to the next cake. I tried - I really did - but I just can't. I'm afraid this calls for a Jen Rant. Sorry.
Seriously, Wreckerator? SERIOUSLY? This is what you're calling an "American flag," to be sold here IN America, and for America's birthday, no less? I mean, really? Red and BLUE stripes? Black stars? REALLY? Have you no shame? No patriotic pride? No...
Um. What is that?
Ok. Never mind. This is worse.
Now, what do you say we go out with a bang?
Theeeere it is.
Amber E., Carol S., Sarah C., Christina P., Robert I., Hillary H., & Jennifer, I don't know about you, but my confidence in these wreckerators seems to be flagging.