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To: Phil
From: Kat
Date: December 09, 2006
Subject: None

I hate you forever!

Do I have to remind you again?

I know it’s exam period for you, and that means it’s go time. But you care enough to set up all these fancy schmancy help sessions for your students…what about us? Let’s face it, bub. Your posts have hit a new low.

I know your super ego took a hit after the whole [fiasco] and after all your readers bitch slapped you, but that’s okay.

Just get back on your feet and post another stupid picture, mkay?

Kat xxx

To: Kat
From: Phil
Date: December 10, 2006
Subject: Re: None

Yes ma’am

Phil

Crazy Phil

My parents are away for the day.

As soon as they left, I got out the mixing bowl, the eggs, the chocolate icing, some other goodies and made myself some good ol’ fashioned chocolate cupcakes. With rainbow sprinkles. Yum yum.

Cupcakes

Heavens! If only mummy and daddy knew just how naughty their boy could be.

An aquaintance once told me, ‘women always love men who can cook’. What a lying son of a bitch. Years later and after countless brush-ins with pots, spatulas, aprons, little white chef hats, and no perceptable improvement in my social life, I’ve realized he was totally leading me on.

Anyways, I may not have women clamouring for my attention, but at least I’m now quite capable in the kitchen. This weekend I was left to my little lonesome, so doing what any growing boy would do, I made myself some biscotti.

Biscotti are those fancy schmancy cookies you might see at a coffeehouse (the attentive reader will also notice that they were mentioned in my first post). They’re long, hard, and meant to be dunked into coffee, hot chocolate, or wine. Unfortunately, Starbucks and similar chains like to charge you an ass raping for a single biscotto, but if you’re of ages five and up, you should be able to fashion your own batch for pennies.

Plus if you have a cute neighbour, you can use that old ‘can I get a cup ‘o sugoi’ excuse to flirt. Or so I’ve heard.

So here’s my little Monday creation: Lime biscotti, covered in ooey, gooey chocolate fudge. Lime slice is optional.

Biscotti

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