Now gather 'round, and prepare to have your innocence shattered.
Just look at this hulking terror, poised to pounce on common decency and smother it with its blue-smeared putrescence. Back away slowly, now, and no one will get hurt.
Remember ol' Stay-Puft? Well, he's got nothing on Blueberry Sherry here:
She looks ready to stomp her way downtown and gobble up some taxi cabs, doesn't she? I particularly like the concave face, though: it lends a little "Le Neanderthal Chic".
Since most large chain bakeries require their bakers to make CCCs, decorators have learned to cope with these horrors in a variety of ways.
Some have a blinding sense of ambition...
Others try to hide their shameful creations any way they can:
"Cupcake Cake? Where? I don't know what you mean; this here is just a simple layer cake. With candles. Yep, no cupcakes here! La Tee Da..."
A few remain in classic stages of denial:
Now hand me that bucket of 'Happy Birthday' picks; I think I missed a spot."
And finally, some decorators have clearly been pushed beyond the bounds of sanity, but at least they're having a ripping-good time: