No laughing!

The evil cake is as good as it's going to get. I'm sick, coughing up mucus (mmm...mucus cake) and I really hate fondant at the moment. There has to be some trick to getting this shit to NOT CRACK.

Behold:


The Mr.'s romantic style purple, blue, and white colored cake, as requested.





You see the horrible cracking and falling apart?!? Ahhhh!

I am done with you, first fondant cake. You suck balls. The only thing I like are my roses.

Nick will be home soon. Time to clean the kitchen!

Happy Birthday, sweet man.

~*L*~