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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 Mithspellings (317)


TMI Valentines

MOM ALERT: today's Wrecks may start some awkward conversations with the kids.

When choosing sweets for your Sweet this week, think twice before going with one of these.

The cocky Wreckerator strikes again!
(Although s/he seems a bit unsure:"Huge.. Me..."?)

I've heard of taking a flying leap before, but this is ridiculous.

Stores aren't really helping with their Valentines' displays, either:

Something about this sign just rubs me the wrong way.

I wish I could say "breast" is a Freudian slip here, but it isn't. (I'll spare you *that* picture, though. Heh.) Still, the way this is phrased makes me wonder why some guy named Valentine is demanding we women yell instructions at one of our wachungas. ("You there! Lefty! Stop slouching and face front!")

And finally, the sure-fire mood killer:

"Darlin', let's make a really ugly baby together.
Or maybe just eat this one."

Grant H., Anthony S., Meredith S., Jennifer S., & Jen F., that baby cake would be a hilarious Valentine for an ex. Not that I'm encouraging that kind of thing, of course. ;)

- Related Wreckage: Heart Expressions


What's That Spell?

For all you football lovers out there, I *think* today's cakes all have football team names on them. (That's my keen deductive reasoning at work again. That, and the teensy plastic footballs.)

PRO TIP: Sometimes "sounding it out" doesn't always work out.

'Course, neither does this:

I especially like the dash. Go - Wreckerators!

"Zoot-a-lo! 'E' is missing!"

(Now try to read that aloud without sounding French. Go on. Eh? Am I right?)

Team Chorger is apparently made up of a single player. Aw. Sad.

This next one isn't so much a spelling error as it is a "Hey-o! Lunchtime!" error:

If the Patriots were from Detroit, this would be perfectly excusable:

What's worse than misspelling your team's name?

How about misspelling the name of your state?


Hey, is there an echo in here?

The NYJ's Jets? Isn't that like saying the ATM machine?
(Oh, see, NOW I'm hitting close to home, huh? Yeah. Don't feel bad; I've said it, too.)

This final one doesn't have a name at all, but I like this decorator's style:

It's simple yet effective, in a poetic kind of way. Which team will win? What's it all mean? Why are we decorating a big chocolate chip cookie with huge gobs of icing? Why?

Michelee U., Robert G., Will H., Rachel B., Lynda B., Molly S., Stacy M., Sarah O., & Elsha H., go! Fight! Win! (And call me when you get back, dahlings; I enjoy our visits.)

- Related Wreckage: Introducing a Good Sport