Cake Wrecks Gets the Munchies

"Dude! Did you know that today is, like, International Pot Day?"

"Whoa, righteous! But...I thought that was every day."

"Well, sure, for hoopy froods like us, but today it's, like, totally legal and stuff!"*

"No way!"

"Way!"

"Dude. Wait'll we tell the boss."

[Later]

"Ok, check it: The mighty Zorro, being stalked by a giant Mars rock, faces off against the evil Christmas present of Doom!"

"Da... na... naaaah!"

"Awwwwesome. And look: It's a bird, it's a plane, it's...Pooperman!"

"Haha! Naasty!" [high-fiving]

"Uh-oh, dude... I think I got some food coloring up my no...

AAAAAPLOOOIEEE!!"

"Oops. Aw, man... that's not right.

[looking at cake]

We should name it."

"Ooh, I got this! Wait. Wait. Wait. Waitwaitwaitwait. We should call it...um...

"What were we talking about?"

"Chad! Todd! How are those animal cakes coming back there? We've got a cupcake cake quota to fill!"

"Uh...We'll get right on it, Mr. Nerfburgler!"

[whispering] "Dude. I just realized: Mr. Nerfburgler's name...IS MR. NERFBURGLER."

"BWAHHAHAHAHAA!"

[Four hours later]

"Ok. Check it out. I made a giraffe:"

"Gnarly."

"And here's my totally righteous seagull!"

"Compadré, you inspire me."

"And, dude, how do you like my two-headed Decepticon?"

[gasping] "With the laser-guided scorpion tail and optional water-mode inflatables?!"

"OF COURSE."

"I am, like, SO not worthy."

"Ah, but that's nothing, my good dude. Are you ready for the best cake OF. ALL. TIME?!

"Preeeeesenting: Donatello, of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!

"After a Shredder shredding, of course"

"Whoa!"

"Yeah!"

"Whoa!"

"Yeah!"

[pause]

"Dude, I am seriously jonesing for some snackage. What say we make some cupcakes for the display case now?"

"So with you, dude."

Thanks to Jacquie B., Moriah V., Amber, Sarah L., Adrienne K., Tracy M., Casey L., and Caryol B., who all know that it is definitely NOT legal to do drugs today or any day, and that most of what we post here on Cake Wrecks probably was NOT made by stoners. Which, if you think about it, is actually a lot MORE disturbing.

Grim Prospects

Ever get the feeling something bad is about to happen?

You know, just a general, inexplicable feeling of foreboding?

And then people start giving you strange advice?

Or acting like they know something you don't?

Regret is a dish best served cold...
so two scoops of ice cream, please.

Sometimes it's just a subtle emphasis on a word, or an odd visual aid:

Other times it's more direct:

(I'd pay up if I were you, Patrice.)

Still, even if it's all in your head, it's good to know that some things, at least, are never a bad sign.

Right, Lucky?

Aw, don't look so Grimm, boy; we know you're not Sirius.

Thanks to Cindy S., Jena P., Monica S., Jennifer H., Meghan R., Alicia A., & Alisa B. for the Harry situation.