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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

Entries in Just Funny (353)

Monday
Dec202010

Operation: Jingle Bells

We here at the TSA believe that all potential-terrorist passengers should feel safe when they fly, even when they aren't. We also believe that there are literally billions of people in the world who want to kill us right now with their nail clippers and 3.01 oz containers of breast milk.


Therefore, after careful consideration, we have decided to institute stricter flight regulations and security screenings on all of Santa's reindeer.

What?!?

You heard us. Please remove your laptops and any loose change from your harnesses.

But...but...

That search comes later.


Well, you have my full attention.

Mr. Blitzen, you've been randomly selected to receive our enhanced "Freedom Pat" screening. Please step over here and spread your hooves.

Wait a minute, we're the good guys! We deliver joy and gifts to all the good children of the world!

We beg to differ. Remember the Twinkle Light Bomber?

Hey, that was an accident! And Dasher said he was sorry.

Ok, Mr. Blitzen, now we're going to slooowly slide our open palm up your inner flank...

Dude. You guys handle my jingle bells and we're going to have issues.

We're sensing some hostility here. Let's all just caaaalm down. Tell you what: after we're done with your group cavity search, why don't we all sing a festive holiday ditty together?

I really don't feel like singing right now.

Oh, come on. It'll make you feel better! [singing] Feliz Navidad...

I'm feeling...violated.

Feliz Navidad!

[gasping] Cold...hands...

Feliz Navidad,
Prospero Año y Felicidad!

That's it. Santa, next year we're walking.

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Everybody now!

Feliz Navidad

do do do do do...

(Now with leg kicks!)

Feliz Navidad


do do do do do...

Feliz Navidad

Prospero Año y Felicidad!

The TSA would like to wish you all many enjoyable flights this holiday season, and also to remind you to pick up your souvenir backscatter photos once you've passed through security:


(Photo via BoingBoing)

Hellooo, Christmas cards!

Thanks to Kirstie, Penny V., Kelly O., Used Tire (if that's your REAL name), Jen, Lisa A., Caine I., Carrie N., Carissa H., & Amanda P., who believe that a song in one's heart and a hand up one's flank make for a truly festive holiday.

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CCC Day #8


Today's charity is The Water Project. These guys use 100% of all donations to drill wells and provide clean drinking water to developing nations. Believe it or not, nearly 1 billion people on the planet lack this basic life-need. Every $10 donated provides a person with clean water for 10 years.

Go here to donate your $1.

Friday
Dec172010

Our 1000th Post!

Holy Schnikes, Wreckies, can you believe this is our 1,000th Cake Wrecks post?!?

Yeah. So can I. ("Hey, John, write up another apology. This time you ticked off Weimaraner owners.")

Still, we've come a long way since that night I was bored and thought someone piping "under neat that" on a cake warranted a goofy cake blog. 'Course, at the time, I didn't think a cake could get much worse.

Um...


Yep. We've come a loooong way, baby.

We've discovered the uncharted horrors of the cupcake cake [patooie!]:

Delved into the creeptastic world of cakey cannibalism:


Learned to put numbers in their proper place:


Not to mention quotation marks!


Then there are the mounds of pastry poo, unintentionally suggestive turkeys, wedding day disasters...oh! And the hardest word in the English language to spell:

I like it.

But *most* importantly, we've learned what giant golf balls are called:


Say it with me, now:

Mission: Space!

Many thanks to wreckporters Kimberly F., Christopher T., Kathryn H., Cyndi P., Dao, Erin B., Jr M., & Kellie B., who all got that joke.

I hope.

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CCC Day #5

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Please click here to donate your dollar via First Giving.