Couple spoonfuls of sugar, some powdered cloves. Hefty splash of vanilla. Mostly-filled mug with milk. Heated up in microwave. Topped up with spiced rum.

Shared it with Hwt-Hrw. Cows and booze. Can't go wrong.


Section 127: 216 words, and a conversation best written sober.


Oooh! Rock bagpipes! (I wish the album this is offa wasn' out of print or otherwise unfindable. Rar.)

. . . What kind of bird am I?
. . . How can I learn to fly?

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Couple spoonfuls of sugar, some powdered cloves. Hefty splash of vanilla. Mostly-filled mug with milk. Heated up in microwave. Topped up with spiced rum.

Shared it with Hwt-Hrw. Cows and booze. Can't go wrong.


*laughs* Nope, can't go wrong there! And that recipe sounds pretty damn good.

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I've been sharing a lot of food lately.
I wasn't aware you could do it that way--I always set aside a portion of whatever and burned it, or poured it out on the ground, or whatever. I probably still will. But this whole co-tasting thing is very new. Nice, though. Even works, sort of, with the deceased, and that's good family bonding any way you look at it.
It just stands to reason you'd already know about it, though. Darn recons with your -literacy-...
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