Run away!

mmm... delicious(!) :o\

They should call it "Quartermass Cake".

I thought WASP cake was angel food with white buttercream frosting.

Oh wait, you said wasp, not WASP.

Never mind.

when real wasps fall on top of it, you can claim it's a garnish.

Weird. A subway thread, then a wasp thread. And there was a wasp in my subway car this morning.

I'm reminded of the recent Doctor Who episode "The Unicorn and the Wasp" just now... and the thought of a gigantic wasp is giving me the shivers.

@4 - LOL!

#4 FTW!!

white buttercream frosting, indeed.

Beth is an awesome cake maker! She made me an axolotl cake for my birthday this year, sooo delicious :) Unfortunately the limbs didn't regenerate after I cut them off though... The instructions are on Cloth and Fodder for that cake too, if a wasp does not take your fancy. :)

OK, I've gone to Doctor Who with Agatha Christie land and I won't be back for a while...

#10 - enjoy it. I especially loved the "Clue" joke they managed to work in.

I really want to see this when it is frosted.

SAS, Do you study axolotls or just have a thing for them?

Wasn't there some Mad Magazine poem:

As I wandered like a clod,
alone amongst the pots and bottles,
onward on my way I plod,
I saw a host of axolotls.

Or something like that. Why is my brain filled with this stuff? How is it that I can remember the poem I memorized to recite in 3rd grade (Frost's "Departmental", a nerd even then...) while I can't remember phone numbers and useful things to save my life?

I just think they are fascinating creatures Pipenta. :) I have an albino axolotl named Maxolotl, he's a year and a half now, and when I bought him his legs had mostly been bitten off. They grew back in a few months tho! Crazy creatures... The axolotl cake was modeled off him :P

I found the Mad poem in full, a take off of Wordsworth's 'Daffodils' :)

I wandered lonely as a clod,
Just picking up old rags and bottles,
When onward on my way I plod,
I saw a host of axolotls;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
A sight to make a man's blood freeze.

Some had handles, some were plain;
They came in blue, red pink, and green.
A few were orange in the main;
The damndest sight I've ever seen.
The females gave a sprightly glance;
The male ones all wore knee-length pants.

Now oft, when on the couch I lie,
The doctor asks me what I see.
They flash upon my inward eye
And make me laugh in fiendish glee.
I find my solace then in bottles,
And I forget them axolotls.

Oh, dear. I just realized that you're not talking about the Bene Tleilax.

Oh the poem is grand, better than I remember.