Every Friday, someone from the the Wedding Confessionals crew flashes back to a memorable nuptials-related moment in either pop culture or their personal lives. Sometimes it’s scary, sometimes it’s weird, but it’s always hilarious. Welcome to #FBF.
The weekend when Erika and Paul attend a wedding in Duluth, GA and witnessed the weirdest groom’s cake ever.
You know, the ladies of Steel Magnolias thought their armadillo cake was awful, but this blows that one out of the water. There are at least three figures included on it that I can’t identify and two of the ones I can are overtly racist. If that yellow and green guy in the back right is offensive to someone, we might have a hat trick!
The General Fucking Lee! How are them Duke boys going to get out of this pickle?! Don’t get me wrong, I love some southern traditions! Biscuits at every meal, overly sugared beverages, caring too much about football… I’m all in! But the damn groom’s cake tradition has got to go. This cake belongs at an awkward 12 year old’s underattended birthday party not at an adult’s wedding.
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