You may want to pop back a little later. I'm making a batch of Not Cross Buns today but they are still at the rising stage.
I love to avoid madness ... yet here we are stuck in the human condition ... supposed ly to do not hard for some reason psyche is disabled in the majority of cases! Thus we break bread and split brains ... and whine abit ... in some traditions known as Wahls that come across fields ... in the UK these may be mores appearing as Baskervilles! Rare winds ... that whistle through empty residences ... simulating Lazarus syndrome ... somebody might move in with a thought of reconstruction ... recycle?
Maybe an archaic consideration ... thus the auld nautilus lodged in the hills and renamed themselves ... ammonite! It is a chalky matter ... stuff of the Blank Slate; Steven Pinker! It leads to a lengthy story about beadle's and learning crap ... gentile Poo* ...
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