Rest in peace, "Thanks Giving."
Now outta my way, gramps, I NEED THAT COMBINATION OUTDOOR GRILLING SPEAKER AND MASSAGE PILLOW.
Thanks to Kristin D., who didn't feel like coffin up the dough for this wreck - and I can't say that I blame her.
IIIIIT'S TURKEY DAY!!!
And just in time, too, 'cuz the gang's all here! Here, lemme introduce you.
There's...
Spuds McTurkey:
Stretch:
Chuckles:
Daddy Long Legs:
Mad Eye:
Danny Double D:
(aka "The Smothered Brother")
The Gobbler:
"All right, all right; just one wafer-thin mint."
...and, last but definitely not least, Mr. Hurkey:
"HOOOOWDY HO!!"
They're here to wish you a very:
Or, if you prefer past tense:
Now get out there, my friends, and:
Sounds painful.
Sooo... chop chop!
Thanks given to Ashley K., Bonnie C., Caitlin D., Carina B., Allie S., Lauren M., Rachel S., Tammy P., Maggie W., Judith R., Courtney, Daniel L., & Leslie M. for making "ham" a verb.
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? ;)
- Jen
