Anchors (forks) away my boys, anchors awaaaaayyyy.
I know I'm not supposed to say this but, whatever red stuff is running down the side looks delicious. That's what I call a mmmmmassacre!
It's OK, I'm pretty sure nobody's going to be upset if some of the foundation is showing.
I cannot be blamed for sticking my finger in this cake. The textures were too much for me.
This adorable storm trooper couple had better get off of there soon. I have a bad feeling that Red Leader is coming this way.
Oh Tiny Spiderman, did you hollow out the cake? You rascal!
Hey now, hey now, let's not take all the attention from the bride and groom! Darn exhibitionist symbolists!
Did Jean Grey finally come around?
Careful Optimus, that femme fatale may just be a Decepticon.
I sincerely hope it tastes like bacon.
Wish them well or they will eat you.