Do iron fists of fondant taste like shit like regular fondant? Also, like I’d work with some who opposes the very essence of my culinary being.*
*note: wankiest sentence to grace this tumblr ever.
I don’t even know what you’re talking about, and I’m frightened.
I think Bronwen is wonderful.
However, word on the street is that she’s the secret ringer. We will crush her with iron fists of fondant.
I assumed the opposition of the “very being of your culinary essence,” or whatever was
omnivore whose reading comprehension skills...taken a recent dive and/or you can’t...
Wow. “I’m an omnivore. Wank wank wank.” Unless you’re making a cake out...sausage rolls, I...
Do iron fists of fondant taste like shit like regular fondant? Also, like I’d work with some who opposes the very...
She’s obviously lying, smash her! Usurper!
don’t even know what you’re talking about, and I’m frightened.