From geekology, Some woman made a Death Star cake for her Star Wars loving husband. Which in and of itself is enough for me to hate my wife. It may look like doo doo, but it's actually a white cake with vanilla buttercream icing and marshmallow fondant Death Star parts. I bet he was real happy with it, I know I would be. What I was not happy with was the cake my wife made for my birthday. Because it wasn't actually a cake. It was genital crabs. She sort of rolled the whole "Happy Birthday" and "I slept with your best friend" celebrations into one.
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Having experienced firsthand the rigors of making a giant cubical cake, I'm sure making a spherical cake was a pain in the butt. Still...yeah, looks like a turd.
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