A Barry Booty-full Cake
October 8, 2008 I've often said I want to be just like Dave Barry, only with ovaries. And as much as that statement may disturb my husband, the sentiment remains: DB is one of those writers who inspires stalker-like affection from yours truly. So, when Wreckporter Joyce W. alerted me to Dave's latest blog entry containing - oh yes - a cake, I put away my telephoto zoom lenses and super-spy microphones to do a little happy dance. Because this isn't just any cake: it's a wreckalicious confection rife with pun possibilities - or in other words, my favorite kind.
Behold the Behind!
According to Dave, this was for his son's birthday. According to this cake, Dave's son is something of an 'A' man, if ya knowuddamean. (And if not, don't ask.) Dave's readers seem to share my penchant for puns, too: the comments include cracks (oh! that one was unintentional!) about butt-cream frosting and speculation over whether the cake was Duncan Hiney, Betty Cracker, or perhaps purchased at Derriere Queen.
Personally, I'm kind of curious about the librarian heels, Monica Lewinsky hair, and anatomically impossible angle of the right ankle. I mean, I know strippers are supposed to be flexible, but rotating a knee cap 180 degrees? That's gotta be a rare talent.
What say you, readers? Do we give the buns a bum rap, or is all well that ends well in the end?
Reader Comments (113)
Et tu, Dave? Sigh.
So... Dave Barry bought his son a cake with a nearly naked lady on it? And Dave Barry knows his son favors the caboose?
Anyone else think this is TMI for a father-son relationship?
Hello?
Saw this book at B&N last night:
http://www.amazon.com/Hot-Cakes-Debbie-Brown/dp/1847731805/ref=pd_bbs_2?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1223670340&sr=8-2
Maybe that's where this cake came from?
I...don't understand the question. How could this not be a wreck? It's a woman intended to be dismembered in effigy. Not cool.
Sure, Dave has a blog. I've heard he has a couple of books out, too.
you're hilarious! I LOVE DAVE BARRY. and butt cakes. well this is the first one i've seen, but so far so good.
It's a total wreck, from the giant-calf-as-leg to the gimpy club foot to the dislocated arm!
FROSTED BUTTS
I have to say that I am usually behind (that was not an intentional pun) you 100% in your opinion of these wrecks. but in this case, I would probably be fine with paying for this from a decorator if it was for my hubby. He would definitly think this was a masterpiece.
I wouldn't say that this was the worlds greatest example of art or even the best representation of the female body, but to an "A" man this cake is heavenly!
They even put it on a mirror for that extra stripper bar touch.
As far as cakes go, I kind of like it! Slicing it could get a bit creepy, and the artist has some perspective issues and whatnot, but as a concept I like it.
I love your blog! Thank you, thank you. I had tears streaming down my cheeks, I was laughing so hard, and my husband was worried I'd forget to breathe....
about the "anatomically impossible angle of the right ankle" ... it's called ballet, 5th position. Or yoga, as in hip openers. Both are lovely to behold; sucky to attempt doing. Cheers!
(btw: my oldest son's dad grad. h.s. w/D.B. & has sev. signed books given to him BY said D.B. at reunions ;)
seems like the boys each got a piece of tail (cake), as much as they wanted - if they were happy (and they were young guys eating the bottom out of a naked-woman cake, so they filled with adolescent glee, take my word for it) then I'd say all's well at the end