This soup is simple. It is simple like the child of two cousins. Even if you are one of those less fortunate people who seem to display an unbridled level of devotion to the ancient art of fucktardery (when clearly your energy could be more wisely spent on the lesser arts of tapestry, or possibly midget throwing) you can make this soup. 383 more words
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I wish I could remember just where it was that I first discovered this recipe. I wanted to give credit where credit is due, but I couldn’t find the original site. 741 more words
I’ve always wanted to go on an expedition through time. Preferably on a bicycle accompanied by the fellowship of the ring.
Past Ancient Rome, past the Middle Ages, sit on a hill and watch Attila the Hun be all “Hunny, I’m home!” after a mischievous day in the countryside, casually invading and murdering the peeps. 132 more words