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SIR: Stupid Idiotic Retard aka me. Sheesh! Do I have to remind you of your own inventions?

[SenorJalapeno]

Hello Rani ji! How was your weekend?

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First you saute eight thin ripe mango slivers in a bit of butter and brown sugar till the edges caramelize. You wrap them in a fresh crepe, place it in the bottom of a small baking dish, smother it with a generous serving of fresh cream, bake it at 325F for seven minutes. Just before serving, you take a small kitchen blow-torch and caramelize the surface. Serve with shavings of frozen vanilla ice cream! Voila! Crepe Samurai!

Jam on toast is Yum!

Thin crust pizza with sun-dried tomatoes, grilled peppers, capers, olives, shitake mushroom and sweet basil, topped off with gorgonzola cheese?

[SenorJalapeno]

We all touch each other through our words in one way or another. Perhaps that is one of God's plans for humankind. We were not left here to live for ourselves but for others' sake and in so doing, find ourselves. I've discovered that the more I live for others, I become more alive to myself. Make sense?

Oh, just in case you thought I forgot…I fell from the earth…upwards to the skies.

[SenorJalapeno]

Tiramisu!

Panacotta or Lemon meringue pie?

[SenorJalapeno]

You!

[SenorJalapeno]

Throw out the garbage and chew on the fibres of truth. I promise, you will not be spiritually or emotionally constipated. Lmao!

[SenorJalapeno]

Of course I have to like myself. 'Love thy neighbor as thyself.' If you cannot learn to live with yourself, you can never learn to live with others.

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Lol

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Jazz.

Circus or Zoo?

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I know. My sentiment actually.

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Roflmao.

Show no sorrow or bawl your eyes out?

[SenorJalapeno]

Lol! Thanks, but no thanks. I'll manage to find my own grave on my own terms at my own pace. See enough death around me as it is.

[SenorJalapeno]

Niether.

Kick-boxing or Pilates?

[SenorJalapeno]

Yum!

Crepes Samurai?

[SenorJalapeno]

Ohh Vanilla! Nice. I didn't know Amber had a smell. Nice one…I mean jumping off the cliff. No wonder you don't have a boyfriend (according to another thread). Please tell me that you haven't given this advice before?

[SenorJalapeno]

Reality

[SenorJalapeno]

Or else? What? You are going to boot up your broomstick to come find me? Lmao!

[SenorJalapeno]

My pleasure ji.

[SenorJalapeno]

What? No hug for me? Aww! My heart is torn asunder. How will I ever get over this obviously unbearable slight? Woe is me! Lmao! Just as well, you probably reek (Sour grapes eh?).

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