Oh What A Difference A Letter Can Make

When Joe's wife was turning 30, he decided to "ease the pain" by ordering her a light-hearted cake. Unfortunately the baker's English wasn't that great, though, so "a little was lost in translation."

Joe thinks this version is funnier - let's just hope his wife agreed. :D

Ha!

My favorite part was Joe's postscript, though:

"P.S. I never corrected the baker, sooo she still thinks this is how to spell CAKE... and she's a baker... who spells it CAKA."

Hey, it could always be worse, Joe. At least your baker only combined "cake" with "kaka" in writing:

The irony, of course, is now I actually need some Pepto Bismol.

Thanks to Joe S. and Jennifer P. for showing that some bakers really DO give a crap.

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P.S. In case your life was missing a set of cat butt magnets, I found you some:

Cat Butt Magnets

You're welcome.

:D

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And from my other blog, Epbot:

Easy As 1,2,C!

"Ok, Mr. Johnson, we're going to take a quick look at your tax forms for last year, alright?"

"Nooo problem."

"Great. Let's start with your dependents. Now, how old is your daughter Emily, exactly?"

"Oh, she hasn't been born yet. But not to worry; the wifey and I are working on that, IF you know what I mean!" [winkwink]

"Er...unfortunately I do, yes. And forgive me, but I couldn't help but notice from your previous returns that little Levi has been one year old for quite some time."

"That's a, uh, medical condition. Very rare. I'm sure you've never heard of it. But it's completely tax-deductible, believe me - just like his back waxing."

"Uh HUH. And I see that you and your wife, Ann - if that's her real name..."

"Oh, she likes to spell it with quotes. She's French."

"Ah. Well, you and your wife seem awfully fond of naming your children 'Andy.' Why is that?"

"We find it's just easier that way. And you should see 8th Andy with her ferrets - aDOOORable!"

"Look, Mr. Johnson, I'm sure we can get all your dependents sorted out, but right now I'm most concerned about your numbers."

"My numbers? What's wrong with them?"

"Mr. Johnson, I'm sorry to tell you this, but you can't count."

"WHAT?! Of course I can count! Counting is as easy as 1, 2, 5!"

"Three, sir."

"Oh, fine, have it your way."

"And perhaps next we should talk about your hearing problem."

"What?"

Thanks to Marsha N., Darcy P., Carrie Z., Jen M., & Nikki H. for taxing us with today's wrecks. Remember, cake wrecks and books about cake wrecks are completely tax-deductible, guys!

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This seems like a great time to bring this back:

P Is for Pterodactyl: The Worst Alphabet Book Ever

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And from my other blog, Epbot: