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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

Songs of the Earworm

Fresh from their success with "Fridge Full of Stubbled Otter", the makers of Pan-tastic and Pan-Wow bring you:

Songs of the Earworm!®

A 14 CD set of ALL those songs you hate but will never, ever forget!


Billy Ray Cyrus

Don't bake a heart
A pink cupcakey heart
The frosting's more than I can stand
And if you bake a heart
A pink, cupcakey heart
I might throw up in this here pan.


Carly Rae Jepsen

Hey! I don't get this.
But it looks crazy.
It's NOT a handset.
Banana maybe?


And of course, Sheb Wooley!

It was a one-armed, unborn, fondant covered creepy baby.
(One-armed, unborn, fondant covered creepy baby...)
One-armed, unborn, fondant covered creepy baby
Sure looked strange to me!

Oh yeah! You're gonna be hearing that ALL DAY!


There's even something for kids!


Veggie Tales

Oh, where is my airbrush?
I care for my airbrush.
I have to spray a bit more over theeeerrrrre...
With my airbrush!


The Wizard of OZ

We represent
the lollipops killed...
The lollipops killed..
The lollipops killed.
We represent the lollipops killlllllllllled.
Why'd you stick us on here unwrapped, man?


And everyone's favorite:

It's a mauled world after all!
It's a mauled world after all!
It's a mauled world after all!
It's a mauled, mauled World!

Just repeat that in your head 200 more times! Now you're getting it!


So order yours today! Operators are standing by...

It's wrecky and you know it!
It's wrecky and you know it!
(Sprinkle, sprinkle, sprinkle, sprinkle, sprinkle sprinkle, yeah.
Sprinkle, sprinkle, sprinkle, sprinkle, sprinkle sprinkle, yeah.)


Repetitive thanks to Lisa B., Alissa, J., Anony M., Christina B., Kendra, Karen, and Andrea B., for supplying us with the source of madness, and a special thanks to Mr. Chekov, who had the worst ear worm of all.


New Year's Aftermath

Ok, team, we still have some New Year's cakes left over, so let's do a big push this week to get these things off the shelves!

Bob, just say yours is a butterfly:

A drunk, drunk butterfly.


Cathy, yours are blue snails:

Er... right?


And Sheryl, for once your crappy handwriting is going to work for us:

After all, how do we know there isn't a racing holiday somewhere called "Siess Xeors?"

(Which reminds me, Sheryl, we really need to talk about these "diamond rings" you keep making. Seriously.)


Brent, your cake... um... what is it?

Brent: "It is... [looking at cake]
"It is... [sniffing cake]

"It is green."

Thanks, Brent.


Well, Cindy, at least we can all agree your design is always in demand:

Just keep the kids away, k? We have a reputation to consider.


Thanks to Debby G., Catie C., Veronica F., Wendy T., & Teresa C. for not gushing too much over the little squirts.