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Guess what I did this morning!
BREAD!
Oh yes! Home-made bread! Early this morning I went to my friend’s house and with his parents I made 12 loafs of bread! Flour, yeast, potetoes and salt. It’s easy!
And, I must say, they are very very good! And we left a loaf in order to make some fried pasta! OMG! I'm so full!
(This afternoon I’ve walked a lot to digest what I ate!) The bread is also soft, it’s strange because when I made bread with my grandma it was always hard! And, damn my stupid mouth! And damn my friend who made me understand what I said!
“I hope it’ll remain soft, ‘cause, usually, what I touch with my hand becomes incredibly hard!”
If you have a @#+§*#@ mind like my friend’s, you’ll find the second meaning in it. First, I didn’t catch it…but then…oh my! And his parent were there and heard it! (and yes, also understood ‘cause they were grinning like stupids…) How embarassing!