Pancakes are flat. Fact. Flatter than your flat, lifeless abs (men) glutes (women). I don't discriminate. I'm a pancake. Get to the gym and sort yourselves out. It's pathetic.
I hope you have all had the best pancake day ever! May our limited mortal skin and bone made shells be bound by our undying love for egg, flour, milk, maple syrup, lemon and cum.
I’m starting to lose it with this dead end town. Riots on every street corner, drugs being planted on teenagers by crooked cops. Hell just last week my partner was shot out on patrol over on 5th. Man has a wife, kids and now he’ll never walk again. All that for wearing a badge.
And the winner is... CUM. Thanks for playing, tune in again next year for the chance to get royally blasted with only the purest facts #pancakefactswillreturn
For after all, you are nothing but a worthless skin sack. Full of rotting organic material. Hurtling through the infinite vastness of space, having found yourself on a spherical rock by some sort of tragic cosmic coincidence.
Here’s a great recipe for this evening, originating from early 20th century France:
1. Mix the batter (2x whisked egg, 3/4 cups milk)
2. Pre-heat the oven to 240c for 10 minutes
3. Put your head in the oven
4. Die