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? ;)
June 6, 2016 ;)
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Thanks to Rana Z., Stacy H., Brooke P., Cheyenne W., Shaelyn, Vanessa N., Heather H., & A.H., who can't believe that anyone would ever misspell professional. I mean, that's just crazy, right? [sheepish grin]
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Reader Comments (30)
LOL!! Love your doodles, John (thoj)! The one at the end with Jen and the kitty (no doubt the lovely Lilly) being held is the BEST. And those wrecks -- oh man are they awful.
I can't even enjoy the awesome wreckiness because this post includes one of my biggest pet peeves. "We" may be parents soon, but "WE" are not pregnant. Then again, maybe we are pregant, since I don't know what pregant is.
Love the comics, as always. Jen and the kitties are always drawn so sweetly.
Dencing Togeather (David Byrne/ Cakeboy Slim)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d9ozUj8ZN2I
Went to the house of bad,bad bakers
Saw valicvictorians, Gunnar's birththday cake
Proffesionals and pregants, gradulates of scools
I met a wrecker, Jenniferer and John
And they were dencing togeather
Dencing, oh so beautifully
Dencing, dencing togeather
Dencing, oh wish it were a dream
"Valicvictorian" annoys me most, even tho it's the least common of these words. Probably because this misspelling doesn't roll off the tongue as easily. But I guess it's better than a phallic Victorian.
Oh, Good Lord, deliver us! I think I'm going to take lessons at Dencing Scool. If I'm proffesional enuff, maybe they'll let me be valicvictionian.
Gunnar's 8th birthday cake reminds me of Owl's birthday message in Winnie-the-Pooh: HIPY PAPY BTHUTHDTH THUTHDA BTHUTHDY. But it's cooler when Owl does it.
Well, we've now witnessed TWO "creative" ways to mangle "Valedictorian". I'm "impressed".
They can nail the treble clef to perfection but can't get the simple words right??? Oy!
I'm not sure, but the "valicvictorian" might have been on purpose, judging by the vaguely Victorian "artwork" on the cake. Although I personally would have dropped that first C. :)
The Happy Birththday cake may have been intentional. When he was very young (3 or 4) my son was making a birthday card for his grandmother, and I wrote out Happy Birthday for him to copy. He got a little confused and wrote Happy Bappy. It became a family saying after that.
i kind of like the ring of "happy gradulations"
Well if if hurts why do you keep looking?
AND "it's boy" is written one word in print, one in cursive. So many sighs today.
I just spent a good minute and a half trying to say "birththday" and laughing like a loon.
So sad. These cakes generally started out so well with the decoration. And then ...
On #6, somebody is cutting what looks like a standard sheet cake into 99 miniscule slices. Was there a riot after everyone got their piece or was there rioting only by #100 and later? Worse would be the Great Depression-era rented-for-a-day birthday cake that could be displayed but not eaten.
Well, I'm pretty sure who did NOT make valicvictorian this year . . .
Yay, stick figure John and Jen make an appearance again! I'm so sorry for the headaches you guys deal with going through cakes every day! At least we all get a laugh out of them in the end, right? Now, can I get you some advil or something?
They did get the "we're"right on the pregnant wreck. if it had been "were" I'd need wine with my aspirin: well I may just pour a glass anyway 🍷🍷 or two
@ Al the K, you totally made my day. The teensy squares had me wondering if the cake was so bad, that everyone was afraid to sample a larger piece. Your explanation is MUCH better.
@ Classic Steve -- Last line...LOL.
Many thanks, John, Jen, Lily (or Tonks), and the fam damily of commenters. I am no longer cranky today. Well done!
That first one... you have to think like a pirate. Aye 'tis a boy. Ramen.
"Gradulations" sounds like something you'd do when "dencing togeather." Like everyone else, I got a big chuckle out of the valedictorian wreck.
@Angela S, you read my mind! "We're pregnant" drives me nuts even when spelled correctly. "Pregnant" is a physical state of being. But, like you, I know not what "pregant" is.
Love stick Jen with kitty!
Gradulations no...., congradulations no....., oh, the heck with it - good job!
BWAHAHAHAHA! I was laughing seriously out loud. Adored the sticky figs, want more, want more!
Oh man lol. I love the illustrations so much. Considering I am getting a headache at the moment this post is fitting lol. Though after seeing these I think the headache fled in terror so yay wrecks are good for that at any rate.
Just because it rhymes with "feather" and "leather", doesn't mean it's spelt the same.
We love our proffesional office staff, who proofread everything we write -- except for this cake order, because it's a surprise!
Thufferin' Thuccotash! I have to say that I heard Sylvester the Cat on the "gunnar" cake.
Perfectly appropriate post - as I've had a headache for most of the past week, and it still won't let go! Celebrating, indeed!
Pregant, n, 'pre-' suffix, "before" + 'gant', n, "a yawn".
"We're pregant", therefore is a warning that we are about to yawn. Hence the need for a quick sugar fix. Of course, that doesn't solve the underlying tiredness, so the sugar crash will follow on pretty sooo.... <yawn> ...pass the cake, would you?
Al the K reminded me (obviously belatedly) of a wedding reception I attended in England. In the middle of the table was what appeared to be a lovely white wedding cake. When it came time to cut the cake the hostess took hold of the bottom tier and lifted the whole thing straight up to reveal a dark fruit cake. Don't get me wrong. The real cake was wonderfully delicious, made by the bride's mother. And me being American I was probably the only one who didn't know that the 'outside cake was fake. But it certainly did eliminate the problem of a wrecked wedding cake. Rent a Cake Cover!
PS. Bakery associate, "And who is this cake for, Mr Tarzan?"
"Uhmm, I'ts Boy!"