Aug 20, 2009 23:01
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There's really nothing better than a fine evening alone, only a kitchen and the noises of the oven timer. It's almost enough to make me forget about this idiocy present in this hellhole, really. At any rate, chaps, I've baked some treats for you all-- you needn't be shy, I've plenty more where that came from!
[ ooc; THESE ARE THE COOKIES OF A KILLER. You all can assume that there's a neat little basket of things like muffins, cookies, scones, whatever at your doorstep with a cute little ribbon, card, and everything. Someone's been in a better mood lately ohohoho. ]
these are the cookies of a killer,
secretly the worst cook ever,
hail brittania,
go team mom go!,
america got nothin' on this