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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

Entries in Missed Marks (376)

Monday
Mar052018

Talk About Your Trunk Space, Check THIS Action Out!

Amanda ordered a Western cake to make any cowboy proud:

 

...but instead, got a boot to the head:

YEE- awwww.

 

Alisa asked to have this spooky Hello Kitty drawn on her daughter's cake:

 

...only to discover this Kitty's got flaws:

(And once you recover from the wang ears and teeny-tiny udder legs, can we talk about the writing on that propped-up clear plastic? Which is still misspelled?)

 

Tell me, have you ever seen such an adorable elephant cake?

And have you ever looked at your dryer exhaust hose and thought, "oooh, that looks tasty"?

Because if so, then YOU ARE IN LUCK:

Shiny.

And... wrinkly.

 

Thanks to Amanda C., Alisa B., & Anony M. for proving the nose knows dryer hose.

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Wednesday
Feb282018

All Hands On Wreck: Pirate Ship Wedding Cake A Sight For Sore "Ayes"

Today's bride had an interesting request for her wedding: she wanted a pirate ship for the cake.

The baker was totally onboard, though, [snerk] and even sent over this inspiration picture so the bride would know what to expect on her Big Day.

You're seeing it now, right? All white, roses... I'll be darned if this isn't pretty elegant!

 

Ahh, but trim the sails and lash the rigging, ye scurvy dawgs, 'cuz here comes the actual wedding cake our anonymous bride got instead:

OH SHIP

Now that's a cake for private tears.

(Privateers? Eh? EH?)

You know, I could almost forgive the general fold-out-sofa-bed-on-blue-shag-carpet vibe going on here, but I cannot - CANNOT - get past those hysterical little "sails." Seriously. The longer you look at them, the funnier it gets. Like a hippo using a moist towelette square to preserve her modesty.

And that mental image you're having right now? Still not as funny as those sails.

 

Thanks to my anonymous bride minion, who I'm pretty sure is why the rum is gone. But hey, who could blame her?

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