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1948 Life Magazine -- Kraft Mayonnaise
I need people to use nicknames on me more often
How to lose 2lbs overnight – the Tuna and Mayonnaise diet in the Caribbean….
How to lose 2lbs overnight – the Tuna and Mayonnaise diet in the Caribbean….
How to lose 2lbs overnight – the Tuna and Mayonnaise diet in the Caribbean….
Sadly, today we had to fly away from what has been our home for almost a month. I had planned to go to the gym one last time this morning but a Tuna and Mayonnaise salad the Friday night had other plans. As they say ‘You can’t make this shit up’ and by the time I picked up my husband from work at the local ER hospital…
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Boiled Oil Mayonnaise ~ 1945
4 Whole Eggs 1/2 Cup Oil 2 Tablespoons Vinegar 1 Tablespoon Lemon Juice 1 Teaspoon Sugar 1/2 Teaspoon Salt 1/16 Teaspoon Cayenne Pepper 1/2 Teaspoon Dry Mustard
Mix dry ingredients, add and mix thoroughly with the eggs, well beaten, and beaten, and place in double broiler over boiling water; add alternately oil, vinegar, and lemon, stirring occasionally.
When ready to serve, add 1/2 cup thick cream, sour preferred.
mags and robbie - 19
Robbie & Mags - Foreceful kiss ;
Fuck you.
Sworn bullets, the two of you hold. She holds her in her mouth, wrapped around her words. She wounds you, in a way no one would never, no one could never. Ever so cautious, you keep your walls built up, you keep your traces earased.
You can’t be found, you can’t be tracked.
(But she finds you, she tracks you like a prey; and she is the hunter that will kill you, that will dine you.)
Her hands push you away, balled fists hit your chest, and you can't move. You don't know how to react for you are the complete the opposite. Stained past are marks you two bare, scarred so deep you fall into yours every time or so and can't find a way out.
(And she falls with you, too. She is not your savior, and you are not a hero. Flawed human beings, never angels with broken wings)
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you. But you can't say sorry, you can't be sorry. You want to explain, but you don't know how; and when you lips meet hers, it is a battle of flesh and teeth until you taste blood in your mouth and her hand on your cheek.
You don't go after her.
(Please, stay.)