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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 Say What? (54)

Wednesday
Jun132012

When Steampunks Graduate?

"Prithee, lord Westerbunkle, wouldst thou care for a celebratory spot of Earl Grey?"

 

Rowenna O., I vote we don our tiny hats and glue some gears on this thing, STAT.

Friday
Jun012012

Seven Hilariously Wrong Wedding Cake Monograms

(I'm hoping to make this a Top Ten list by the end of this wedding season. Fingers crossed!)

 

Not everyone is fully fluent in text speak and common abbreviations, so let's cut these couples a little slack, mkay?

Right after we finish laughing, I mean.

(facepalmheaddesk)*

*Do Not Attempt

 

Hey, guys! You've just make the most serious vow of either of your lifetimes.
OR DID YOU?

Aw, just kidding. Really. It's no big deal.

See?

 

Wedding cupcake are the hot new(ish) trend these days. 

Want to know how to make 'em even hotter? 

Just add a little of this:

[Photo removed at baker's request. Please enjoy this lovely picture of Epcot:]

 [And imagine it's a giant pink cupcake.]

At least the center circle wasn't brown.

 (Oh, don't look at me like that; YOU WERE THINKING IT, TOO.)


Some of these could be chalked up to a simple oversight, but this? How could you NOT notice your monogram spells something?

I know it's an old joke, but...

...nope, that's pretty much it.

 

Hey, you're not superstitious, are you? Because some people might be tempted to take this as a sign:

It's all in the delivery.

 

And finally, my wedding monogram of the month:

[head in hands]

I can't decide if I'm more delighted or horrified that their accent color was blood red. I'm delorrified.
Or horrighted.

No, wait: I've had time to think about it, and I'm definitely delorrified. Mostly 'cuz that's how I'd describe Marty when he gets stranded in 1955. Right? Delorrified? Eh?

(You're welcome, BttF fans.)

 

Thanks to Amy M., Bobbi K., Deanna F., Kelly G., Maegan, Ruth H., Kimberly W. for the initial discomfort.