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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 (408)

Friday
Oct142011

Wreckage Of Unusual Size

In honor of the 24th anniversary of one of the greatest movies of all time, I'd like to tell you a story.

It's a story of the man in black:

Who may or may not look like the Noid from those old Domino's commercials.

 

And also a beautiful princess:

 

It's a tale of fencing and fighting,

of torture and despair,

"I've just sucked one year of your life away.
Now I need a glass of milk."

 

...of chases, escapes, and, of course, twoo wuv.

Also known as "Twoo huv"

 There's also a subplot of a son avenging his father's murder.

"Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to... What's this? A cake?"

"Oooh, are those cherries?
I mean, uh...
Prepare to die.
And also pass me that fork over there."

 

Together, our heroes will defeat an evil prince, a wily Sicilian, a six-fingered man...

 

and, of course, Rodents Of Unusual Size.

"Hi."

 

"Btw, you may want to watch out for those popping noises. Trust me."

 

Bye bye, Jennifer B., Emily M., Jefferey W., Colin & Jen, Jan Y., Jennifer W., Nicole V., Rysha M., & Melanie H.! Have fun storming the castle!

 

Oh, and before I go: Anybody want a peanut?

Friday
Oct072011

Jen's Mom Writes a Post

And now, a note from Jen's mom:

 

Hello.

Jennifer tells me I have to use the funny cake pictures.

[You're doing fine, mom.]

So.

Are you coming to Jennifer's little book parties? She's been working so hard on them, even though I told her that probably nobody is going to come.

But I told her, I said, "Just because people don't want to see you doesn't mean you're a failure. Maybe everybody's busy! Maybe they're at their mothers'! Who am I to say? What do I know?"

 

All I know is that all of my friends already have grandchildren.

It's hard for me to tell them that my Jennifer apparently doesn't love me enough to give me grandbabies.

[Mom! This is not the time.]

Fine! Fine, I'll change the subject.

So, I remember Jennifer's first period...

[WHAT.]

What? I'm telling a story! Well, anyway, she cried for days. It was terrible. And the clots...oh my goodness...

[MOTHER!!]

Okay, okay! Well. If you blog people aren't visiting your mothers on the night of Jennifer's little party, maybe you could go. Who knows? It might be fun. And if not, at least you'll know you did something nice for my baby.

Oh, and also:

Wait. That's not the right cake. Jennifer, sweetie, how do I put up the "Thank You" cake?

[Don't worry, Mom. I'll just put that in later.]

 

Thanks to Erin B., Kelly W., Ryan H., B.I., Anne S., and Jen's mom, who would obviously never write something like this and is an awfully good sport.