And Remember:

What are you guys talking about? Our education system is fine. Really.

I just love getting the spoils after a victorious Wreckporter's first hunt. Here's what Lillian J. had to say:

"I thought that being a wreckhunter would be challenging, to say the least. There really couldn't be that many grocery store bakers that were as artistically challenged/borderline illiterate as your blog would suggest, right? After all, you have the agents fanning the entire country hunting down these elusive gems! I thought it would be months - nay, years! - until I saw one in real life. Still, I figured I'd give it a go. Imagine my giddy astonishment when I bagged this prime specimen on my very first wreckhunt!"

Excellent work, Lillian. You're a tiger. A wreck-hunting tiger.

Save the Ts AND the Vs

In case you've missed all the pink ribbons, October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. A few bakeries took this as an opportunity to roll out their "best" (note my restraint in the pun department) designs in celebration of breast cancer survivors everywhere:

Ah, such a labor of love. Nothing says "celebration" and "strength" quite like a pepto-pink cake with "Survivor" misspelled across the top. At first I thought that paper cut-out was actually on the cake, too, but my eagle-eyed hubby assures me it's on the plastic lid - thus blocking our view of the white "ribbon". Which is the wrong color. But hey, one ribbon out of two ain't bad.

Fortunately most cancer survivors I know have an amazing sense of humor, so we can hope this cake went to a Cake Wrecks reader who could appreciate its wrecktastic nature.

And while we're on the subject, John would like to register his vote for this to be put on a cake:

Very nice, dear.

(And in case you're curious; that's a car magnet. I found it over on Amazon here.)

Thanks to Amanda H. for the scoop on the cake, originally uploaded here.