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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
Wednesday
Oct172018

The Spoopy Problem With October Birthdays

A few of you remarked on my use of the word "spoopy" on Epbot last week, so I'd just like to point out that's totally a thing people say and/or write on cakes:

See?

However.

Like all fun new lingo we youngin's use [WHAT I'M YOUNG], this may confuse some of the less hip, less "with it," less "I have a Tumblr account and I know how to use it" crowd.

 

So just to be clear, bakers, "spoopy" is something you SAY, not something you try to illustrate:

o.0

And you thought having a birthday near a major holiday was crappy.

 

BONUS SPOOPAGE!

To the utter shock of absolutely no one, it turns out I have TWO spoopy birthday ghosts. This one is cuter, but more confusing:

I mean, why is the ghost spitting out poopy Junior Mints?

Or wait... WAIT.

Are those... Peppermint Patties?

I can't wait to reblog this on Tumblr once I get an account and figure out how to use it.

 

Thanks to Regina S., Brian M., & Amy S. for the minty fresh spoop.

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Tuesday
Oct162018

Well, THAT'S Handsy

You know those cringe-inducing pregnancy photos where the mom-to-be's mostly naked and the shirtless dad is standing behind her caressing her belly, and all you can think is how you don't even like going to the pool in a bikini, but here they are, all up in yo' Facebook feed, smirking the smirk of the freshly procreated?

Well, doesn't that sight make you, like, totally hungry?

 

NEEDS MOAR HANDS.

 

If you'll excuse me, Katie A., I'll just be over here screaming forever. (And they're saying my doll-and-butcher-knife mobile is creepy. YEESH.)


PS - I just had a lengthy conversation with John about that ring and hand placement. That has to be the pointer finger, guys. IT HAS TO. Otherwise, ouch. 

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