This is the birthday cake for a radioactive waste manager that Redditor Centinel4 knows. The yellow barrels are actually marzipan and not dyed marshmallows like I expected. I feel like a radioactive waste manager is one of those jobs that you know exists in the back of your mind but is weird to think ACTUALLY exists. That's somebody's real job. Also, is this cake supposed to be an example of what not to do with radioactive waste? What's going on with that guy at the bottom -- is he okay? That looks like a pretty serious accident. And what's up with the guy on the right doing pushups with the senile old man watching him and wondering if that's his grandson? I have questions.
Thanks to Tony, who prefers his birthday cakes completely unrelated to his profession.