Friday Favs 8/21/15
August 21, 2015 A few of my favorite new submissions this week:
It's a bird!
It's a plane!
It's...
;)
Close enough.
Ever see a cupcake cake (patooie!) and have the overwhelming urge to pick up the box and just shake it?
Well, if you do, not to worry; the store can still get $4.49 out of it:
;)
For when you need to show someone how much you don't care.
Btw, does that remind anyone else of those funny MRI photos?
You must admit, the resemblance is uncakey.
There's a moral to this next one:
"If at first you don't succeed in black icing, try again in the white icing."
;)
"And if you still don't succeed with the white icing, then put a bunch of eyeballs around the edge to distract everyone."
Today I Learned: There's a type of cake called the "Paris-Brest." (It's true. I googled it.) The Paris Brest has a big hole in the middle of it and is filled with cream, and if you think I'm snickering while typing this, then you are absolutely right.
However, there's no A in "Brest," so you're not - I repeat, NOT - allowed to find it funny.
Unless the bakery does this:
;)
Talk about a perfect Paris.
Hey, speaking of breasts...
;)
If mammary serves, that's supposed to be Harley Quinn.
Guess the baker must have been a real Joker.
Thanks to Lianne R., Amy B., Danielle B., Erika M., & Lori M. for shopping off-the-rack.
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Reader Comments (23)
*childish giggling*
Jen, have you been shaking CCC's AGAIN?! They're going to be on to you soon!
Surely that last cake is really Eccentrica Galumbitz from Eroticon 6....
Cake Wrecks hath charms to sooth a savage brest, to correct words, or bend a knotted CCC (patooie!)
William Cakegreve
I went to Seattle recently, and there was this really cute Parisian bakery down the street from my friend's apartment. He had never gone in, but they had these gorgeous strawberry pastries in the case one night. The next morning we decided to go in, and they didn't have the strawberry things, so I asked the man behind the counter (a frenchman, actually) what he recommended. He said "I enjoy the Hazelnut Brest...for two reasons," and I interrupted, trying to be cute, and said, "Oh, you're a breast man?" He stopped, frowned at me, and just stood there for a few seconds staring at me. I had ruined his joke. I turned to look at my friend, and when I turned back, he was gone, and telling another girl to help us. I'm sure he went to smoke a cigarette in the back and curse me in French.
You know, the cupcake thing says "blast" on the tag... Just sayin.
Lipton Giggle Noodle Soup used to have a cartoon mascot, but his name was spelled "Zoopman." Almost.
Y'know, the heartbreak of that engagement cookie is, had the wreckerator just left out the extra "gr," there would have been room for the whole word the second time. So close, and yet so far...
If mammary serves
Owwwwwww.
Although the cookie-cake wreckorator may not have good penmanship, at least they're open minded enough to be willing to make an engagement cake for a lesbian couple. Or have gender-neutral fashion trends extended all the way to wedding rings these days?
OK, I just saw this video linked from Apartment Therapy/The Kitchn, and I have to wonder: is this the end of employment for wreckerators everywhere? I hope they're unionized!
http://www.thekitchn.com/watch-special-machines-perfectly-decorate-supermarket-cakes-222935
First cake - what are those green scoops of ... and the white squiggles of ... Oh, never mind.
Yum, Paris-Brest! A cake named for a bicycling race! Like a super-sized cream puff, yum! (Now I have a taste for a cream puff.) It wouldn't be funny, except for the little sign. Maybe it was written by a hormonally charged teenage boy?
Apparently the Paris-Brest cake is supposed to represent a bicycle tyre, which is why it has a hole in the middle. It was created in 1891 in honour of a bicycle race from Paris to Brest, in the extreme northwest corner of France.
During World War II, the Germans built huge concrete submarine pens at Best, which the Allies did their best to destroy by bombing. The bomber crews wrote 'Brest or Bust' on their bombs.
Regarding the last cake... I am impressed with your Total Recall!
@Lauren, love that story!
Forgot to mention earlier that Soup Man is obviously our split pea hero.
Maybe what they were trying to get at-in a roundabout way- is that when it comes to breasts, a PAIR is best?
I snorted! I actually snorted!
Yes, congrgratilalions. Heehee. I just realized, it ends in '-lions' and has two 'grs' in it. That's got to be the punch line to a joke, somehow...
Harley Quinn would have been nice without the white, er, ruffles.
"It is *not* my birthday! NO SOUP FOR YOU!!"
Sorry, I couldn't resist. Never been much of a Seinfeld fan, but I heard about ALL the episodes from people at work. And while I'm thinking about it, that last cake looks like someone accidentally agreed to wear The Puffy Shirt.
Wow. Another bunch of cakes has me near tears crying with laughter. Especially the Harley Quinn one.. oh man.
Paris Brest is my new Drag Name.
Cheers!
Storm
*gasp!* It's the three-breasted harpy from the Last Unicorn! Now all we need is an overly amourous tree...!
I can't always laugh at supermagnet jokes - I'm not allowed too close to the biggest mass spec at work, the magnet of which pulls more Teslas than an MRI, due to the metalware in one leg and one arm. It would cost a minimum of 60k to refill the magnet if I get stuck and they have to quench it to get me loose. I have been told that, in the extremely unlikely even I DO get stuck to the magnet, it will be cheaper to have somebody come in occasionally to feed and water me. I'm almost certain they're joking...
Maybe the top pic was a cake that was for a guy who makes really really really wonderfully delicious soup that is hailed by all who know it as the best soup you can get this side of the moon?
Yeah, I thought it was a pretty long shot too...
It is to laugh, huh Mister J?