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At the end, Ohnaka is trying to make an escape. He didnt get far

yesterday after breakfast i got a call to deliver a wedding cake. that was fun. it was a funky cake

afterward, ed and i went out and about. the urge hit me to go out for a drink later on. i havent done that in a while. according to the phoenix, meantone was playing at genos. well thats perfect!

cept that it was short notice and i couldnt find anyone to go with me. i went to audreys and played with kittens while trying to get her to go with me.

kyles kitten

audrey showed me her tattoo

i couldnt convince her to go with me.

i went anyway, made new friends, got dragged down to the dancefloor. played with some pitachio shells

i missed his head cause i was drinking.

i had a sharpie in my pocket, so we drew on the shells

Answer: Uh. Yeah.

Some people seem to think otherwise, despite the fact that they see me every day … in a kitchen… cooking…

“I just can’t picture you cooking”

Ok.

So to prove that I can, and do cook, I made some delicious pork. As I created this dish, I took pictures to provide photographic evidence that it was me doing the work. Not Ed, not Mum, not Audrey, not Elise. It was me.

Note the identifying freckle on my arm.

Mmmmm… somewhere in there is a pork tenderloin

Only so many potatoes fit in a crockpot, so I made some more.

I whipped them up with milk, butter, and crockpot juice.

Tada! A bed of mashed potatoes

Add some pork and onions…

Yummmmmm…..

A few extra apples… and there you go!

Yeah. Thats right. Just try to challenge or question me. You will most certainly be proved wrong.