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an elderly Irishman lay dying in his bed. While suffering the agonies of impending death, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favorite cinnamon scones wafting up the stairs. He gathered his remaining strength, and lifted himself from the bed. Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort, gripping the railing with both hands, he crawled downstairs.
With labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the kitchen. Were it not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven, for here, spread out upon waxed paper on the kitchen table were dozens of his favorite cinnamon scones.
Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted wife of sixty years, seeing to it that he left this world a
happy man?
Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself towards the table, landing on his knees in a rumpled posture. His parched lips parted, he could almost taste the cinnamon scone before it was in his mouth, seemingly bringing him back to life. The aged and withered hand trembled on its way to the nearest scone at the edge of the table, when his hand was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his wife.......".... off!!" she said, "They're for the funeral!!"
With labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the kitchen. Were it not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven, for here, spread out upon waxed paper on the kitchen table were dozens of his favorite cinnamon scones.
Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted wife of sixty years, seeing to it that he left this world a
happy man?
Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself towards the table, landing on his knees in a rumpled posture. His parched lips parted, he could almost taste the cinnamon scone before it was in his mouth, seemingly bringing him back to life. The aged and withered hand trembled on its way to the nearest scone at the edge of the table, when his hand was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his wife.......".... off!!" she said, "They're for the funeral!!"
......I'm afraid to ask what the milk is for.....you know, with the sexy midriff option....
Haven't you seen the 12 girls, one milk carton video? (hopefully that does not really exist).
If you have to ask, you probably do not want to ask - especially with magnus - he might answer.
Do not loop me into that horribly disgusting Internet meme. Do. Not. UGH. Don't Google it either people. Just stay away. -Magnus
......I'm afraid to ask what the milk is for.....you know, with the sexy midriff option....
You're not supposed to ask. You're supposed to find out. You do after all have all the requisite utensils and partner to do so. -Magnus
Oh. I guess I should've read this first before responding to the others.
Sorry Ms. Bianca, I'll stop. -Magnus
Just the coffee honey, not posting!
If you don't post, we'll all have this face ------> 
I had to try about 10 different combinations of girls and milk cartons to find one that did not return something. Anonymity is the father of open perversion.
Good thing I did not use the google image search...
Thanks but I'll pass - I learned a harsh google lesson from Chelle last week
oh yeah google can be evil. especially if you start looking for 2 girls sharing a cup.... (purposely obfuscating the search terms some here because it is just *gross*)
some things just can not be unseen
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Yeah, seriously.... don't encourage people to GOOG this stuff. It can't be unseen but it can permanently damage an Internet forum relationship. Forever. Across the multiverse. Twice. It'll hurt your brain and eyes and stomach. -Magnus
She sure is
lol! Livi is soooooooooo adorable and the dressing part? lol!
Magnus, please leave scones alone! lol! Don't blame the poor scone for what its server wishes it to become. The scone is a good hearty peasant kind of pastry and doesn't request to be served with clotted cream at high tea. I love my scones with sweet butter and to have along with black tea with milk in a big mug. Heaven.
If we are talking about pompous and arrogant pastries, I point my finger at the eclair, napolean, fruit tarts, petit-fours, and for the height of pomposity, the croquembouche.........
Lynlee! Way to go!!!! 100 days!!! Yay!!!!
Good Afternoon PIFer!!!! Wishing you all a absolutely fantastic day!!!
Good Afternoon PIFer!!!! Wishing you all a absolutely fantastic day!!!
Magnus, please leave scones alone! lol! Don't blame the poor scone for what its server wishes it to become. The scone is a good hearty peasant kind of pastry and doesn't request to be served with clotted cream at high tea. I love my scones with sweet butter and to have along with black tea with milk in a big mug. Heaven.
If we are talking about pompous and arrogant pastries, I point my finger at the eclair, napolean, fruit tarts, petit-fours, and for the height of pomposity, the croquembouche.........
The proper way to handle these highfalutin pastries is to scarf them down without utensils or even the nicety of a napkin. That'll fix em.
Mmmmmmm they are so delectable, aren't they! I've made my own cream puffs but not eclairs yet. I don't know why I haven't. They really are the same thing and incredibly easy to make. Now instead of trying to wrap my head around work here, I'm thinking of whipping up some pot a choux pastry right now! lol!
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