... When I get to the 'burbs, I find this waiting for me!
I don't know whose birthday should feature a gun-toting, anatomically disturbing GI Joe, but I do know that nothing airbrushed to look like that open container of sour cream I abandoned in the far reaches of the fridge is gonna pass my lips.
Happy birthday, indeed!
And what exactly is the hot mess of orange under the lopsided inscription? Human entrails from the recent battle, or something that shot out of Joe's, ahem, "cannon"? Ah well, just stick an American flag on it and call it a day!
P.S. Yes, I did submit this cake to the folks over at Cake Wrecks.