But should you convince yourself that you have the right to boredom (but trust me, you don't), you simply must spend some scroll-time on Cake Wrecks.
This favorite is almost as guffaw-worthy as my last Wrecks feature.
In case the brilliant scrollwork of the decorator eludes you, I can help out; this dessert proclaims, "Sorry About Your Herpes."
Yeah, me too.
(We Peterdaughters learned right quick that complaining about, mentioning, or contemplating the concept of boredom was a bad, bad idea. Mom would zone in on such murmurings or ideas and dole out chores. "Oh, First Daughter, you feel you're bored? I can remedy, no problem! Go grab a toothbrush (anyone but mine will do) and scrub all the grout between the miles and miles of tile covering 80% of the upstairs. Pondering boredom now? I though not. Get crackin', kiddo.")
4 comments:
Cake Wrecks is my favorite time waster. My favorite is the "Dad" one.
Gee, thanks "kids."
I spend WAY to much time on cake wrecks! Loved that one...
My favorite(LEAST) chore was taking the stinkin butter knife with a towel wrapper over it, and cleaning in- between the wood slats in our like million sliding closet doors.
And I laughed out loud at that cake. Ah, people are fantastic, especially when they have no idea.
haha that is hillarious! Sorry about the dermatologist expierence that is no fun, I am a sun-block freak too and chances are I will be the one who gets skin cancer..
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