27 September 2010

On baking

The cakes I bake are better than the ones you buy in stores.
And M says,
This cookie tastes like horse shit compared to one of yours.
I agree.


  1. OK, OK, it's a poem, but thank heaven M found you. But then, horse shit seems superior to pig shit, if you think it over. I'm going to help you with your cookie addiction--later.


As always, civility reigns, but cleverness trumps.

They shall be called my disciples.