Well, Rats
It's Rodent Awareness Week, minions, so gather 'round while I'll spin you a tail of wreckage.
Now, you might think it'd be hard to find rodent cakes, but no.
THEY'RE OUT THERE.
(See? I'm raising awareness!)
Though some bakers are a little fuzzy on the concept:
If you turn your head to the side this kind of looks like a black-and-white turkey cake pooping out a candy corn.
Then again, it's 3AM here and I'm wide awake, so maybe that's the insomnia talking.
Or maybe I'm dreaming? Is this a dream?
The rat cake worshipping a chunk of cheese points to "yes."
Hang on, now the cheese is a Christmas tree... decorated with tadpoles?
And this guy just offered me a cigar:
Ok, we're definitely in Bad-Pizza-Dream territory, minions. I better get out of here before I show up to my 8th grade Biology quiz naked.
ACK!
TOO LATE:
Thank goodness this class has aprons. And forks.
Oh man, I just grossed MYSELF out.
Well, my friends who may or may not be actually reading this, I hope you've found this educational.
Because if not, I could give a rat's ass.
A really ADORABLE rat's ass.
(The baker sent it in herself, because she's awesome like that.)
Thanks to Courtney M., Amanda G., April F., Rachel L., Monica I., Alison M., & Holly S. of Two Cousins Bakery for putting every baby butt cake out there to shame. TO SHAME I SAY.
And if you want to keep the Rodent Awareness celebration going, how about a good Terry Pratchett read?
