cheesecake story

One bright sunny Saturday morning, two guys set off to bake a cake. One of the guys had no idea what sort of cake it was, just that it was a cake. The other guy didn't know what recipe it was supposed to be so he went and googled it. So anyway, one of the guys (the older, taller, handsomer of the two) went over to the other one's place because everytime he used the oven in his kitchen, all the power in the house would shut down and his mother would blow up. After some time hassling with security guard, who thought that the guy was a frikkin ah beng, they were finally ready to start.





"Mmmm, sour cream and cream cheese..............wah..oh yes. Sour cream, cream cheese, peanut butter, chocolate chips, vanilla essence, sugar...

"Sugar? Oh shite sugar!"

Which perpetuated a little frenzied search around the kitchen and ended with them having to use cane sugar, which cost three times more than normal. Bitch. But onward.






ITS MIXING TIME!!!!


"Wah that looks good man. Mmm.."

"Oh shit we didn't put in the sugar!"

"Hmm, did we put in the eggs either?"

"Eggs?"

"Oh boy..."

But this is a nice disney-like family story with a happy ending and none of those frikkin Emily Rose style trailers.


Would you get a load of that, my first cheesecake...no the cheese 'pudding last' time not counted.


Instant diabetes anyone?

This post just took me a frikkin long time to do...