"You'll find he is a whiz of a wiz, if ever a wiz there was!"

I think someone was rolling in the poppy fields a liiittle too long before making this cake. I certainly can't imagine that the Emerald City has ever been portrayed with such a, shall we say, "male" point of view? (Get it? "Point"?) It certainly was erected a bit crookedly, but I won't penalize the decorator for that; he or she made sure that the magnificent seven up there did come in varying sizes. (I'm SO not going there...) And how unfortunate that the lighting reflects pink on the, er, "spires".

Lindsey T from CA, I'd say you struck gold with this find.

Naked Mohawk-Baby Carrot Jockeys

This cake is so disturbing, I'm almost glad the picture doesn't include the whole thing. The plastic clone babies wearing naught but mohawks are bad enough, but then they're also riding carrots. What do you do with that? It looks like some kind of perverted vegetable rodeo, or maybe a bizarre clone military exercise, what with their little plastic fists raised high in identical salutes.

And what kind of occasion calls for a "naked babies riding carrots" decor, anyway? No, wait, maybe I don't want to know...