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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

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Ken Day Come-Ons

[dimming lights]

[queuing up sexy saxophone music]

[adjusting Speedo]


Hey, Bebeh.


How YOU doin'?


Today is Ken Day, bebeh doll, and that means I'm here to make all your sexy, sexy dreams come true.


Except maybe that one.  

(Never again, Cancun.  NEVER AGAIN.)


That's right, my sprinkle-coated sugar dumpling, I am about to rock your world ... by dealing you a hand of Blackjack:

Or, wait... this is a hot tub? Oh. Ok. EVEN BETTER. Mrowr.


Now, slide that sweet little personality of yours over here, and have an enormous glass of ketchup:


I warmed up this side of the concrete slab just for you. [eyebrow waggle]


What's wrong, my tangy berry sweet tart? Is the concrete not to your liking? 

Perhaps you'd prefer some Satin Ice* sheets?


I don't lounge this casually for just anyone, you know. Mostly because I lack articulated elbows.

(*That one's for you, decorators.)

These boxers are really confining, though, my scrumptious fondant-wrapped cheesecake bite.

Here, let me slip into something a little more comfortable:


You can't see it, but I'm totally flexing for you right now. Unnng.


Ahh, I can tell by your dismayed expression that you're thinking EXACTLY what I'm thinking, my honey-drenched pudding pop: this DOES cover up too many of my "finer assets." [wink] Well, don't you worry. I can fix that.


[squelching noises]


Ok, my candy-coated cake pop! Prepare to meet ... THE LOINCLOTH OF LOVE:


Take me away, officer; I surrender to YOUR SEXINESS. 

Oh, and I should warn you: objects in the rear view are much hotter than they appear.


 [jiggle jiggle]


Thanks to Sara O., Sanne V., Mary Ann B., Frank M., Laura S., Renee D., & Lauri M. for helping me retroactively ruin a lot of people's childhoods.


Whistle While You Hurk

Sometimes cake shopping is like being stuck in a Fractured Fairy Tale.

Like Snow White, you set out hoping for something "charming," but in the light of day you find yourself stuck with the second string dwarves.


There's Creepy:

Made by the incredibly talented Sarah Jones

"I dare you to cut me."



"I can't believe I ate ITS WHOLE WING."






(Queasy's second cousin)




She's planning on using your birthday candles for a waxing later.



"Because I have horns, you see. And I'm really Randy.

"(It's short for Randolph. Horny is my ... [sunglasses] ... MIDDLE NAME.)"


And of course, that old favorite:



Thanks to Stacey, Kimberly C., Carly G., Rachel K., Anony M., Bob B., & Jessica C., who know a picture is worth a thousand words - or in this case, one printable image file.