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9
Wow. “I’m an omnivore. Wank wank wank.” Unless you’re making a cake out of sausage rolls, I really don’t think that has anything to do with anything.
Also, I will have to check back with my informant. The witch hunt continues.
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.