Some doofus made the mistake of supplying this cake at the wedding of Ellen Ripley and Dwayne Hicks. (If you don't know, Google it. I refuse to make it easy. Then go say a thousand Hail Marys and hit yourself--hard--as penance for your sins.) They flipped out and blasted it with flame throwers and grenades.
(Because yeah, Bitches, that's a couple that should have been together. That third movie never happened. One of the characters was just suffering from the ill effects of a piece of undigested space meat loaf.)
Thanks to Cthulhu Hand Luke for sharing this picture.
