Hey guys, hope your skin is clear and you get a text from someone you like real soon.
Customer: I want a nice chocolate cake for my young son, and he likes trucks, so could you maybe do a little frosting picture of a truck on the top?
Cake Boss: SOS WHAT WES GUNNA DO IS MAKE A GIANT TRUCK ENTIRELY OUTTA RICE CRISPIES AND COVA DAT IN FONDANT AND IZ GUNNA SHOOT SPARKS AND CATCH FIYAH, POSSIBLY KILLIN YOUR SON IN DA PROCESS.
Okay, but I actually really love Cake Boss. I will list the reasons, I’m so passionate:
- Buddy is a genuinely nice guy. Even when drama is created, he accommodates and brings peace. When his delivery boy gets in a car accident, he doesn’t yell at him for messing up the cake—he makes sure he’s okay and talks to the person he got in the accident with. When a customer isn’t given their order, or orders something for a special reason (like the lady who didn’t get her crumb cake or the old Italian man who was looking for a tiramisu), he’ll do it on the house.
- He’s respectful of others. He employs more women than men in his bakery, and treats them like the artists they are. He never talks down to anyone. He made a cake for a transwoman and used correct pronouns the entire time, he was happy to make a cake for a young lesbian couple who wanted to be the first to be married in the state.
- He’s really talented. Creating incredible, showstopping cakes is his passion, but the zone he goes into when he’s working on the details of a classic wedding cake is inspiring. He believes in his art, he works hard to do what he loves.
- Ralphy Boy. Just everything Ralphy Boy.
"guess since im a white man im not allowed to have opinions"
your opinions have shaped the world we live in today not being catered to for 83.9 seconds will not fuckin kill you