17 April 2012
The burning smell was all around. Locating the source of the burning he grinned as he took it out and put it on a plate A loud crunch as the caramelised object hit the cold ceramic plate. Crunching and crackling as if it was screaming. He got a jar filled with a red solid. Taking the lid of, a cold cerated blade plunged into the oozy red sludge. With a glint in his eye and drool on his chin he spread it on the screaming host.
Ahh breakfast is served (:
;) • Opuss № I