Prof made this cocoa cake thing that tasted like bread because there was no butter in it. For the health concious freak out there. Its all gone as usual, more so as its the hungry ghost month now.
On a deserted island, behind steel yellow doors, lies a room, a niche, a lab (insert dry ice smoke). The people are friendly, cheerful, and always helpful (ok, you can point the gun away now). Step into our world or if you were once part of it, step back in. Savour the flavour
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