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Giving a running commentary on Inuyasha while the girlfriend watches it.

So far, my favourite is Fancy Shamen Guy.

#Inuyasha #I don't even know what's going on #DerXder

derxder here is the recipe for those things I don't remember having but you do so

Golden Crescents

2 packages active dry yeast

3/4 cup warm water (105-115 degrees)

1/2 cup sugar

1 teaspoon salt

2 eggs, slightly beaten

1/2 cup total shortening and butter softened, 1/4 c each is good

4 cups all purpose flour*

melted butter

*if using self rising flour omit salt

Dissolve yeast in warm water. Stir in sugar, salt, eggs, shortening/butter and 2 cups of the flour. Beat until smooth. Mix in remaining flour until smooth. Scrape dough from side of bowl. Cover; let rise in warm place until double in size, about 1 1/2 hours.

Divide roll in half; roll each half into 12" circle. Spread with melted butter and cut into 16 wedges. Roll up each wedge beginning with widest edge. Place each crescent, point down on greased baking sheet. Cover; let rise in warm place until double in size, about 1 hour.

Heat oven to 400 degrees. Bake 12-15 minutes or until golden brown. Brush rolls with melted butter. Make 32 rolls.

Now, this recipe is written EXACTLY as the recipe is. A couple of hints:

Use REAL butter, NOT margarine

DO NOT use a "regular mixer" for this, if no stand mixer with a dough attachment is available DO IT by HAND....use a wooden spoon.

Use a clean dish towel to cover dough with while rising.

Use only regular yeast packages. NOT the fancy ones, just the regular cheap ones.

Making Bread is not easy, be patient, read directions twice before beginning. And most importantly ENJOY!!! Once you make these and enjoy them, you'll NEVER use Pillsbury crap again.....Good Luck, Love, Mommy

#me #recipes #derxder #from the birth giver

that awkward moment when your English teacher asks you what BDSM is. @Derxder.

#DerXder

In Which Keith Is So Done With Your Shit, Hayden

“And god, you have never met someone so depressing in your life.” Hayden was saying, twenty minutes into his rant- the same one that he’d been on for the past month or so, ever since his boss had hired the new security guard at his office.

I know, Keith thought for the hundredth time. Hayden would talk about how mopey Nathan was, and how much of a Debbie Downer he could be, and why on Earth would he hire someone so weird? Keith blew a wriggling shape at the textured ceiling.

“Seriously, I heard from Leon that the guy actually tried to kill himself once.”

“Uh-huh.”

“I can’t say that I’m surprised; I would too if I was that depressed.”

“Probably.”

“I mean, he doesn’t even say good morning. He just stands there against the wall with his coffee.”

“Hayden.”

“And I don’t think I’ve ever seen hi-

“Hmmm.” Keith hummed, missing the rest of the sentence. He took a drag on his rapidly-dying cigarette. He thought about lighting up another one, but it would have been his fourth in the last hour, and he was beginning to feel a tiny bit guilty for subjecting Hayden to second-hand smoke for the duration of his visit. Not that he had been complaining, but still. Keith got to his feet, snubbing out the glowing embers in the metal basin of the sink. He flipped the switch on the coffee pot- the only appliance in the whole kitchen that had been made after nineteen-eighty-seven. Demi had said that the house had had ‘personality’, but Keith privately thought it was just extremely outdated. He loved it, regardless.

He went through the process of making himself a cup of coffee, while Hayden regaled him with a story of some errand that his boss, Leon had sent him on the other day. It was a nice change of pace, for the time being, and Keith even found himself laughing at his friend’s misfortune (apparently, he’d been stranded at a Laundromat for nearly two hours, with nothing to do but play Tetris on his phone). By the time he was back in his chair, balanced precariously on its hind legs while he propped his own back up onto the table, however, the story had circled back to Nathan. Keith had never wanted to punch his best friend quite so fiercely.

“What is it about this guy, seriously?” he asked, looking down into the dark depths of his mug, hoping to find a bit of patience in there, somewhere.

“Huh?” Hayden asked, stirring sugar into his own coffee. He’d not even been paying attention.

“I mean, why don’t you just ignore him? Why does he bother you so much?” Hayden paused, a frown tugging at his eyebrows. Keith doubted that he even knew what was clearly going on.

“Well, I can’t just ignore him, he’s always there, you know? He’s just so- ugh. I don’t know.” Keith nodded, because he did.

“You like him.” He said, simply, taking a sip of his still-too-hot drink. Hayden sputtered, eyes going wide.

“No way! That’s not funny, Keith.” It was, a little bit.

“You totally do, though,” he mumbled, hiding an amused grin behind chipped enamel. “You realize that he’s all you talk about anymore, right? I bet he’s all you pay attention to at work, too.” Hayden made a face, setting his mug down on the table.

“He is not, shut up.” Keith cocked an eyebrow, not convinced in the slightest. He imagined that if he called Leon right then, that he’d have told him all about Hayden’s infatuation. It was so obvious that it was almost sad.

“What’s his favorite color?”

“Green,” Hayden responded, and Keith doubted that he’d even had to think about it. “Why?”

“What kind of music does he listen to?” Hayden scrunched his nose.

“Ew, punk rock, sometimes he listens to it way too loud, I’m surprised he can hear at all, anymore.”

“What color are his eyes?” he asked, feeling a twinge of vindictive glee at the sudden, slack-jawed look on the other’s face.

“Copper.”

Keith laughed.

#my stuff #Keith Elliot #Hayden Prince #derxder #these two make me giggle

Really want to have a Barbie movie marathon with my sister but NO. She lives all the way in Ohio and I left all my Barbie movies in Alaska.

#DerXder #barbie #this sucks #poopy head

A poem about my girlfriend:

mndrs

mndrs wut

mndrs y

mndrs no

mndrs pls