This cake was made by a detective who lives in Alaska (and happens to be the brother of a friend of mine).

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Sorry, everybody—but it’s too horrible not to share.

Brend an Kiley has worked as a child actor in New Orleans, as a member of the junior press corps at the 1988 Republican National Convention, and, for one happy April, as a bootlegger’s assistant in Nicaragua....

33 replies on “Baking as a Hate Crime”

  1. That’s nothing. One time I made this weird chocolate brownie cake that crumbled in the middle when I took it out of the oven – it looked exactly like the Oklahoma City bombing, just chocolate-colored.

  2. I actually laughed out loud. From a design point of view this is so perfect that I don’t believe an evilbent artist could do a better job of making something look urg dreadful.

    And heres the deal – I am a designer from Alaska (ouch you know thats gotta hurt), 30 years in Seattle, and moved to San Francisco. And you know what don’t move here there are no jobs. And I am not gay and I am not Jewish, no matter what others think. It’s ok to be gay, or whatever you are – all perfect. Just like this cake.

    RISE OBAMA RISE!

  3. One plane hit from the north and the other hit from the south and only the south tower had a TV tower on top, otherwise it’s pretty good for a hate-cake.

  4. Only the North Tower cake should have a toothpick sticking out the top.

    And the second little plastic plane should be penetrating slightly lower, and from the East.

  5. It’s not the bad taste that amazes, it’s the hideousness and the hopelessly bad construction. And the icing, jesus god, that’s just terrible. My dog could make a better-looking cake, and I don’t even have a dog.

  6. It doesn’t qualify for Cake Wrecks. It isn’t by a paid professional decorator. But Jen may make an exception, just because it’s in such poor taste.

  7. I like it. We’ve been consuming twin towers metaphors, appeals, nostalgia, and revenge ever since that day. The repetition of the planes flying into the towers was scorched into our skulls for months. Why not acknowledge what’s going on, and comment upon it by literally consuming the towers?

  8. It’s a beautiful, poetic labor of love! My birthday’s 9/12, but has anybody ever made me a cake that resembles heaps of smoking ash with a narcissistic douche standing atop it holding a bullhorn?

    Never. Not even once. *sniff, sob*

  9. The “9 11” candles located on the cake’s corner stand as an encrypted code. Translation: Happy Birthday, Rudy Giuliani.
    It’s good to know if you’re going to burn in hell that cake will be served.

  10. It’s hard to tell which is shittier. This shitty cake or these shitty comments. TIE GAME!

    COOL KIDS that didn’t live here then WIN!!!

    Final Point Tally:
    COOL KIDS win (obvs) with 1,000,000
    PEOPLE THAT LIVED HERE AND DIDN’T DIE: -1
    PEOPLE THAT DIED (losers): 0

    COOL KIDS WIN!!! (sadly, no longer so young, but as much of an adult you’re ever going to be!!! THAT’S EXCITING!!!)

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