All Your Base Are Be Wrong To Us
I've had a few requests for more sports-related cakes, since I think there was a World Series or something going on at some point in the recent past. (My perception is uncanny, I know. Let's just say my "sporty sense" was tingling.)
So let's see...that's baseball, right? Okey doke. [virtually rifling through photos] Uhhh. Ah! Here we go:
Mmm, this reminds me of that most fragrant of bakery delicacies: the moldy kitchen sponge. And that Christmas tinsel? Flossing WIN.
What's wrong with this baseball diamond? Ah, the answer is in the question, grasshoppah. [nodding sagely] The answer...is in the question.
In fact, most of the "diamonds" on these Wrecks are anything but:
Although frankly, singling out the diamond issue here is a little like complaining there are no in-flight peanuts while the plane is going down.
Now, I never thought I would say this, but...Thank goodness for plastic flotsam!
Wow. This may be the first time I've ever hoped someone was colorblind. You know, for his/her own sake.
Natalee S., Mary G., Dawn B., Hannah, & Ashley P., those "baseballs" are terrifying. Hold me?
- Related Wreckage: Sporty Spice Cakes
NOTE: No, you're not losing your mind; two of these Wrecks have been posted before. Oopsie. I was, uh, testing your memory. Yeah. That's it.
(On the other hand, perhaps you are losing your mind, and only think you're reading this right now. Have you considered that? Hmmm?)