You know those books you see in the library that supposedly teaches impossible lessons for Dummies; like you cannot simplify the creation of a computer or the fact that math hates everyone. Well, this isn’t one of those. Neither am I a cooking channel. This is a preview of your next generation.
The times that my mother have been gone there’s always a shortage of food in the fridge, one because I don’t cook, two because I don’t have a car to drive anywhere for take out or grocery, or alas, the Duck is just too damn lazy. Either way though, I hated it when adults came over and commented on how “I was running low.” So tonight,
we I feast.
Nothing fancy, but I do dare brag that this came from someone who dumped raw rice in a wok. And this.
Miraculous things happen.
The Duck is an evolved
swan Ducklet now.
But of course, after all of that, I forgot to eat dinner.