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.
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Reader Comments (11)
Oh my! Someone baked a cake for my soon-to-be ex-husband! Good to know that the woman who snagged him knows him as he really is...
I cannot even breathe I'm laughing so hard. I think this is the best cake I've ever SEEN.
Actually had to deliver mail at work to a Dick Head.....so maybe it's for him.
I used to work in a bakery, and this reminds me of the time I was asked to write "Happy Birthday, Dumbass" on a cake! I'm soooo glad our manager wasn't in that day...
*dies*
I have spoken with a Richard Head on the phone who introduced himself as Dick. One of the hardest professional calls of my life.
Revenge has never tasted so sweet.
After seeing this cake, I feel cheated.
Back when I worked at Burger King (and found a different job down the line), I actually liked my coworkers so I thought I'd bring a cake on my last night as a sort of self send-off. As a joke, I drew a picture of myself in a BK uniform, grinning and giving a double one-finger salute.
Unfortunately my local Wal-Mart bakery has some sort of policy where they can't put obscene words/gestures on the cakes, so I was forced to settle with "So Long, Burger King" in icing. I didn't want my hard work to go to waste, though, so I taped the drawing to the inside of the plastic cake lid.
C'mon, it was a JOKE, people. After that, they told me that even if I wanted to, I wasn't supposed to apply for a job at Burger King anymore.
Believe it or not I know someone who is named D*ck Wacker.
No joke.
And of course there's the New Hampshire politician, Dick Swett.
My sister knows a Michael Hunt. Good thing this cake wasn't for him... Personally, I love it. I wish I'd thought of this, but I'm not mean enough to follow through with it.