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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)

Thursday
Jan172013

Oooooh...SO CLOSE

So do bakers still get points if you can at least tell what their cakes were *supposed* to say?

 

Or...not.

 

The period is how you know that new hairstyle is really working for you, Raquel. Honest.

 

Excellent advice for those pesky potty-training years.

 

Is this like an "I am legion" thing? 'Cuz if so, I'd rather you roar over there, if it's all the same to all of you.

 

And for bonus points, let's see if you can tell what these last two words were supposed to say:

Not sure? Then here's a hint: it's the same thing the last word on THIS cake was supposed to say:

But hey, who's counting?

 

 

Thanks to Shimon M., Raquel, Rebecca D., Jennifer B., Tom M., & Shane A. for the close falls.

Thursday
Jan102013

Do You Hear What I Hear?

We all mishear things from time to time. Heck, I still think Elton John just wanted a hug from Tony Danza. However, there are certain levels to auditory misunderstanding, which thanks to today's bakers I can now illustrate and then make snarky comments about. WOOHOO!

Level 1: The Simple Mistake

This is the one anyone can make, since at first blush the bungled interpretation almost makes sense:

Poor Chad. He went from rad to sunburned.

 

Level Two: The "HUH?"

This is a more convoluted level, and one that requires an explanation to understand. For example, this cake was supposed to read, "Happy 24th Birthday, Ashleigh. YOU ARE OLD!"

"Yes, I'm afraid you DO need to spell it out for me."

(This reminds me of the time in grade school when I had to interview my grandmother about her travels. She kept referring to Mexico as "Old Mexico" [presumably because she lived in New Mexico], but it sounded like she was saying "Oh Mexico." So that's what I wrote - about a billion times in that report. My family all found it quite funny. I did not.)

 

Level Three: The One You're Never Going To Believe

This is the level of misunderstanding that takes you so far down the wrong road that there's simply no turning back. So, little Seth, you just enjoy your "blue camo" baby shower cake, mkay?

"Watch out, they spit!"

 

Thanks to Lelia R., Joann R., & Yvonne D. for the "just deserts."