Scurvy Jane’s 54th best friend, Hannah ‘Hot Face’ Henderson, is an interesting but not too bright, stupid person with as much common sense as a bottle of ketchup that somehow got it into its head, that it’s a bottle of blood and is therefore useful in blood transfusions. Thirsty Dave paid her a visit and surprise, surprise, he brought beer with him. 76 bottles of beer later and Hannah decided she would behave herself and bake cookies:
I wonder if the pre-heating rule applies to face-baked cookies? And if so would that be considered foreplay? 😉
At a guess, I would say, most definitely. 😉
I know that some people like to eat cookie dough, but I have never heard of anyone attempting to do this through the nose. It gives the word drowning a whole new meaning.
And there’s always one.
I hear that between the thighs will work much faster. Not that I can speak from experience. I am too conventional when it comes to baking cookies. The concrete on my patio suits me just fine.
It’s all a matter of taste, I suppose.
I’m not exactly sure how, but I think there is money to be made from this!
I could do with some money, if you figure it out, please share.