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putting butter on toasted bread is so good has anyone else tried this shit
intersring dish. drop the recipe
Im so glad you asked! In my family, we’re a little different. For generations, butter has been a staple ingredient in all of our recipes. It all started in 1943 when my great grandfather Jo discovered cows. As a youngster he used to churn milk while watching the family of mourning doves on the neighbors land fight over the plumpest worms each morning. The doves feeding their children inspired grandpa Jo so much throughout the years that an idea sparked in his head. He then started the family business we all know as Bo’s kitchen (changed it to Bo for the letter B from butter.)
One day a young woman named Margeryne came into our shop and excitedly declared she also enjoyed making food in the shape of a rectangle. Upon hearing this grandpa Jo almost called his lawyer to file a lawsuit, assuming if anyone else found a way to make food in the shape of a rectangle it must be a stolen copy of our one-of-a-kind melt-in-your-mouth butter recipe. But he stopped dead in his tracks when he heard her call this rectangular food a “Loaf.” We stared in awe at her creation for what felt like hours. That’s when I tried bread for the very first time. It was shockingly delicious and wonderfully fluffy.
But, even then, I had never thought about putting butter on top of bread before. In this recipe I will show you how two rectangular foods combine to make something even greater, something that will make you say Mmmmm! like you’ve never said it before.
Ingredients:
- butter
- bread
Directions:
Toast 2 slices of bread, spread a pad of butter on the tops of each, serve warm.
2 stars. it was terrible. idk what went wrong, i replaced the bread with a brick and the butter for cement paste to cut back on carbs (im on the curbs diet) and it just tasted like rocks. WTF. 😡😡
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memento mori, unus annus.
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This started out as a sketch that I wasn’t expecting to turn into this, but I kept improving on it and here we are! Another markiplier drawing. @markiplier
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Memento Mori. Unus Annus.
For the last day of Unus Annus, I made an entire wallpaper set to celebrate the end. Unus Annus. Memento mori. 🖤 x
one year.
that was all we had.
unus annus started while i was at a friend's house. i was distracted and didn't have much time to put thought into it until 10 days later, when my friend gave me a gift of her drawing of mark and it reopened my interest in Markiplier and the rest of that part of youtube. i began watching unus annus consistently and looking forward to 3pm est every day. unus annus was something that made 2020 a little easier than what 2020 became.
i have always been a sentimental person. someone who clings on to the past, someone who becomes wistful and nostalgic. i remember sneaking on to my phone during school, 10 minutes before school ended for the day, to watch the newest unus annus video. i remember binge-watching with friends on my bed late into the night. i remember taking screenshots and memeing the heck out of them to post on tumblr. i remember doing some of the challenges- dipping my toes into lake water in january, attempting to write my own song for the barrel.
2019 was a vastly better year than 2020. when annus asked if this was the year i needed, i cried. i never cry. but tears welled up in my eyes and i cried. because this wasn't the year i needed. this wasn't the year i wanted. this- 2020- was the worst year of my life.
but unus annus had helped me through it. i may not have watched all their videos consistently, but they were *something*. they were a light, something lighthearted to laugh at when i needed them most.
am i ready for unus annus to end?
no.
but i think that it's a good sign. a sign that 2021 will be better. a way of letting go of all the awful things, worldwide and personal, that happened this year. and i hope that in years to come i can look fondly upon unus annus, one of the few things to make me smile in 2020, and i can remember all the good times i had.
it's time to let go.
unus annus.
memento mori.
I was waiting for the right moment to post this...MY TIME HAS COME
one year.
that was all we had.
unus annus started while i was at a friend's house. i was distracted and didn't have much time to put thought into it until 10 days later, when my friend gave me a gift of her drawing of mark and it reopened my interest in Markiplier and the rest of that part of youtube. i began watching unus annus consistently and looking forward to 3pm est every day. unus annus was something that made 2020 a little easier than what 2020 became.
i have always been a sentimental person. someone who clings on to the past, someone who becomes wistful and nostalgic. i remember sneaking on to my phone during school, 10 minutes before school ended for the day, to watch the newest unus annus video. i remember binge-watching with friends on my bed late into the night. i remember taking screenshots and memeing the heck out of them to post on tumblr. i remember doing some of the challenges- dipping my toes into lake water in january, attempting to write my own song for the barrel.
2019 was a vastly better year than 2020. when annus asked if this was the year i needed, i cried. i never cry. but tears welled up in my eyes and i cried. because this wasn't the year i needed. this wasn't the year i wanted. this- 2020- was the worst year of my life.
but unus annus had helped me through it. i may not have watched all their videos consistently, but they were *something*. they were a light, something lighthearted to laugh at when i needed them most.
am i ready for unus annus to end?
no.
but i think that it's a good sign. a sign that 2021 will be better. a way of letting go of all the awful things, worldwide and personal, that happened this year. and i hope that in years to come i can look fondly upon unus annus, one of the few things to make me smile in 2020, and i can remember all the good times i had.
it's time to let go.
unus annus.
memento mori.
i was here since the beginning, Unus Annus, watching it at a friend’s birthday sleepover after everyone had gone to sleep. we were here. remember us.
memento mori. unus annus.
mark and ethan watching my life fall apart after unus annus ends
me when i see my friends appear in an unus annus video
me seeing all yalls funny memes in the livestream