Okay, I guess bargain shelf Thanksgiving pumpkin cakes with questionable stems are a little crass. Maybe this...
Well, the dead circus clowns on a moldy hill didn't quite have the festive atmosphere I wanted. Let me keep looking...
Naked babies riding carrots! That's the ticket! No? Oh, well. I can always fall back on the old standard that never fails to please-
Old Beefcake.
Happy day, my friend. Enjoy!
(cake images from CakeWrecks)
4 comments:
That first cake with the "poop spiral" on top is just... and the babies in the frosting (do they have diapers on? DO THEY????)
Oh, dear. I'd better stop thinking about that.
My word verification is prooch. A purring dog? That rumbly sound my tumbly makes? Hmmm...
On to Missie's site to extend b-day felicitations... thanks for the heads up!
I see you have also found Cake Wrecks.
You are so very sweet, my friend. Thank you for the bertday tribute. And even more thanks for Magnum. Yowza!
my word verif is ingebani. Which is Finnish for "I feel so stinking old today."
Nope. Naked babies!
I found them through you, Written.
We love our Magnum. Did you see that USA network totally sullied the Magnum theme song by putting it to a commercial for Monk?
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