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What's a Wreck?

A Cake Wreck is any cake that is unintentionally sad, silly, creepy, inappropriate - you name it. A Wreck is not necessarily a poorly-made cake; it's simply one I find funny, for any of a number of reasons. Anyone who has ever smeared frosting on a baked good has made a Wreck at one time or another, so I'm not here to vilify decorators: Cake Wrecks is just about finding the funny in unexpected, sugar-filled places.

Now, don't you have a photo you want to send me? ;)

- Jen

Freud Would Have A Field Day


Or as we like to call her, "Tripod."

(That was the most family-friendly joke I could come up with. HI, MOM.)


If you write online a lot, then this next one is for you.

The problem with ordering via e-mail:

Now, everyone laughing, go ahead and explain it to the rest of the class.


Sarah sent in her wedding cake as a "missed mark" wreck, but to be honest, I'm a lot more interested in her choice of table decor:

Please tell me you cut the cake with the Klingon bat'leth, Sarah. PLEASE.


Giving new meaning to the name "dump truck:"

What a load of... ooh, hey, icing!


"Uh, you guys, Jimmy's cake is a little... off... don't you think?"

"Well, we weren't going to say anything, but yeah."

"Think he knows?"



Before you ask, this kid's name was Finn. FINN.

[wincing] Oooh, not good.
I'm guessing Trey snapped this pic right before the cake was hit by lightning.


And while we're talking botched names, look what the baker did to poor Tucker:

(Seriously. HOW IS THAT A 'T'?!)


Thanks to Betsy P., Cindy T., Sarah K., Jane P., Bobbie C., Trey P., & Carri C. for putting all our childhood nick names in perspective.


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John Will Never Let Me Post This, But It Made Me Laugh

I'm not going to blur the label on this wreck, minions, because sometimes something is so heinous, so beyond the pale, that I think the world deserves an answer from the responsible party.

Yep, I'm looking at you, Target.


A few things:

What... what in sweet Stay Puft's marshmallow-covered heck is this?

A "cookie mountain"? A "COOKIE MOUNTAIN"??

Target, let's chat.

In what frosted-over nether world of despair and insulin resistance did you imagine chocolate chip cookies needed to be submerged in a pound of vanilla icing? How do you even eat such a thing? Who is it for? When's the right time to pull this out at parties?

And most importantly - most importantly - what the heck is going ON in your bakery pitch meetings?


"Ok, ok, hear me out, team: cookies... and icing."

"What, like frosted sugar cookies?"

"No, more icing."

"Like cookie sandwiches?"

"No, more icing."

"Like a cookie cake?"


[stunned silence]

[Barb begins to slow clap]

[The rest of the room joins her]

[tumultuous applause, raucous cat-calls, confetti cannons, etc]

"And we shall call it... a COOKIE MOUNTAIN! MWAHAHAAAAAA!"

[Entire room conga-lines out, leaving poor Stanley the janitor to clean up all the cocaine and empty booze bottles, because they're jerks like that.]



Sorry, minions, guess I got a little carried away there. These cookie mountains pack a punch, lemme tell ya.

Thanks to Sarah S. for taking us on this magical journey through the Target "bakery."


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