I baked some bread in a home ec. lesson once
It was a lovely golden brown and when I sliced open the first of the mini rolls we had made, applied a little butter and took a bite it was, well it was alright.
I returned home at the end of school toting my little buns and presented them to my mum who graciously took them and served one on each plate. One for me, one for muhm, one for dahd and one for brohther. All going well.
However, Home ec was the first lesson of the day, so these litlle fellas had had an entire day to cool and slowly morphed into little bready bricks. You could say they were tough, in the same way that Phil Mitchell is.
Broken teeth all round.
Oh hang on... I was sure that story was interesting...
*wanders off singing incoherently*
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I returned home at the end of school toting my little buns and presented them to my mum who graciously took them and served one on each plate. One for me, one for muhm, one for dahd and one for brohther. All going well.
However, Home ec was the first lesson of the day, so these litlle fellas had had an entire day to cool and slowly morphed into little bready bricks. You could say they were tough, in the same way that Phil Mitchell is.
Broken teeth all round.
Oh hang on... I was sure that story was interesting...
*wanders off singing incoherently*