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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

Sobering Celebrations

Choosing the right cake design to go with your message is key. After all, you wouldn't want anyone to get the wrong idea, now, would you?

Aw, now there's a warm welcome.

(And if you think an overly enthusiastic volunteer fire brigade might spell disaster, you're wrong. It spells "neiborhood.")

Baptism, baseball...they both involve dunking, right?

[UPDATE: I have just been informed that baseball does not, in fact, have dunking. Apparently that's hockey. My bad.]

Ah, Niko. That boy is creeping up on death like a herd of geriatric turtles. Why, it seems like only yesterday you were playing with Thomas the Tank Engine, huh, Niko? Maybe because it WAS only yesterday, but still.

(No, the 5 is not a typo; this really was for a fifth birthday party.)

Whoops, Karen T., Karen G., & Tammy C., apparently geriatric turtles come in flocks.

- Related Wreckage: Mixed Signals


More Monkey Business


I don't know where the monkey-themed CCC trend started, but we here at Cake Wrecks think it's just bananas.


I'm having a hard time figuring how those cupcake apendages are supposed to be legs. I mean, even the monkey looks confused. Not good.
Good grief! Well, you know those Hollywood monkey CCCs: Their faces just get more plastic every year.
This next little critter looks less like a monkey and more like my high school French teacher*:


"Monsieur Maurice! You and your poo belly are under arrest! Drop the mustard bottle and hand over the garden hose, s'il vous plait!"
*My high school French teacher was a woman. The resemblance is uncanny. I'm not kidding.
You know what they say: "If it's shaped like a star in a wheelbarrow, then it's just begging for a face and a tail."
I'm pretty sure that's an Irish proverb, Ashlee M., Malisa I., and Jenn & Tim M. Now, quit monkeying around and get back to work!

- Related wreckage: Monkey See, Monkey Doo-Doo