Welcome to Fun With Foibles, an ongoing series wherein I helpfully point out what is wrong with other people & things, while remaining quiet about my own failings. Today’s topic is…
In case, somehow, you are unfamiliar with Whippy Frosting, it is a vile, faux-vanilla flavored concoction of Crisco, Cool Whip and Peeps, blended together, making what bakeries try to pass off as frosting for cakes.
Whippy frosting is an abomination against man and God.
In fact, while often omitted in modern translations of the Bible, everyone knows that on the eighth day God created cake. And He said: Let there be butter cream frosting on all cakes. Henceforth and forevermore. Amen.
[That would be “Fiat Yum” in the original translations.]
Yet some people, mostly heathens I’m assuming, continue to buy cakes with whippy frosting from the bakery– thereby encouraging the bakery to ignore God’s perfect creation, butter cream frosting, and to continue to make said sub-standard frosting.
And try to pass it off as edible. WHICH. IT. IS. NOT.
So I urge you, gentle readers, as a favor to me, who asks so little of you, to not buy cakes with this stuff on it. Maybe then, it’ll go away.
I can only hope.