My friend T really wanted to go to Tower Camp and blow something up with Tannerite. My 60th birthday gave her an idea. She made me a big birthday cake and stuck sixty hot dogs in it. She then added a container of Tannerite. When everything was ready, I blew up a hot dog cake!
After I took my turn, there was enough left to reassemble the cake. Which meant T got a shot at it also.
I’m not sure who enjoyed it more.
T was extremely impressed.
She also brough a watermelon and lots of fruit. T wanted to see what a shotgun could do.
Oddly, she had white hot dogs. I have never seen white hot dogs. She tells me they are a New York thing. The last time she was there she bought WAY too many and these had gone bad in her freezer.
My oldest son seems to think this looks like something you’d see at a Bachelorette Party.
The funniest thing was there was a small piece of cake missing. She had stopped by my mom’s house on her way to Tower Camp and put the cake on the counter. It did not have any icing, but Mom is a sweets hound, so she cut herself a small slice. She took one bite and spit it into the sink. T walked in and mom told her that it was the worst cake she ever had. T laughed and told her that this cake was baked to blow up and not eat. She said that eggs were expensive, so she just used a lot of flour, water and not much else. This was not an eating kind of cake.
I blew up the cake. Which was just as fun as I thought it would be.
There was enough left for us to reassemble some and let her blow it up too.
She was extremely impressed.
We put the fruit out and she proceeded to shoot that fruit until her arms ached.
It was an amazing 60th birthday and blowing up a hot dog cake was really a lot of fun.
