What Better Way to Celebrate Our New President Than Baking a Chocolate Phallus?
January 28th, 2009by Laura Waldon
SALEM, MA-
“I don’t know how to break this to you, but I’m baking the penis cake.”
My wife shook her head, defeated. She knew that morning that there was nothing she could do to stop me. So instead, she made me promise that if the cake wasn’t well-received at the party, I would make a public announcement saying that she had not approved of it.
I agreed.

