I'm a little unclear on the message here. Is it:
"Best wishes! Here's a pile of crap! With plastic! And curly ribbon!"
Yes? No? Am I close?
Well, guess what came to mind when I saw this cake?
You think this Wreckerator knows something about Beck Y's future - say, around 10 PM - that we don't? I mean, she filled in everything else from "play with gran kids" to "gardaning," so that lone blank spot is looking pretty dang ominous, if you ask me.
In fact, maybe the baker should just get right to the point:
Thanks to W.C., Ashley B., April C., Ginny B., Heather J., Betsy U., & Jennifer H. for all the fell wishes.