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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
Wednesday
Feb012012

Rah Rah Wreckage

You guys, I figured it out: these cupcakes hold a secret code.

See if you can crack it before the migraine sets in:

 HINT: It's starts with the word "gone."

 

And here's a lesson on the importance of proper punctuation placement:

"GO!! Giants. Just... just go."

 

[adjusting belt and swaggering over drunkenly] "SO, football field cake. Are you gonna FIGHT? Or are you just too YELLA?"

Well, alrighty then.

 

Uh-oh. Look out, other foods! The wreckage is coming for you!

OH NO THEY DID NOT.

Although this does bring a whole new meaning to "paper or plastic."

As in, "What am I eating? Paper or plastic?"

 

An ode to the power of positive thinking:

Suuuure you will. Although, considering that you're a cookie cake with crappy handwriting, I think it'd be more *accurate* to say you'll be in the:

BWAHHAHAHAA!

I'm telling you, guys, the annual misspelling of "Super Bowl" to "Super Bowel" never gets old. Trust me.

"Go, Super Bowel! Go, Go, GO!"

See?

 

Thanks to Emily H., Timothy G., Andrea U., Laura H., Pon T., Val H., & Erin E. for those moving words of encouragement.

Tuesday
Jan312012

Head Scratchers

Fellow wreckies, you will never in a million years believe what this cake is supposed to be: 

Go on. Try to guess. I'll wait.

 

[whistling]

 

Ready?

Did you guess a buck-toothed snake?

Did ya? Did ya didyadidyahuh?


'Cuz that's not it.

 

Here, I'll give you a hint. It's the same thing THESE are supposed to be:

(Pay no attention to my snazzy photoshopping; I had to take out a piece of flotsam that might give it away.)

So now you're wondering what a buck-toothed eel has to do with a leprechaun's pots of gold.

Good question.

Ah - but the plot is about to thicken!

Much like these mashed potatoes.

And yes, this is also the same thing those other things are supposed to be.

 

Ok, if you haven't figured it out by now, here's the clincher:

All clear now?

No?

Ok, ok, then THIS one will do it for sure:

Or maybe I'm just messing with your head.

Aheh.

Heheh.

Aha.

Aha-ha!

AHAHAHAA!

MWUA-HAHAHAHAAA!!!

 

(So that's, you know, coming along.  I've been working with a vocal coach. Which, come to think of it, doesn't make much sense when I TYPE everything...)

 

Thanks to Zack Z., Jayme H., Jason C., Colin G., & Melissa K. for the boot to the heads.

(Nyaa-nyaaa!)