#bakeoven

[grandmaera]

Easy Bakeoven Tutorial (iykyk and if u dont its gonna confuse you so much)

Hello Tumblr Doctor Who people, today I will show you a very easy cooking tutorial of how to make your own homemade Tom Baker. It might be not as good as the one John Stewart Baker and Mary Jane Fleming Baker made in 1934, but hey, their family names are literally "Baker" so they are probably experts in homemade Tom Bakers !

Ingredients :

Eight William Hartnells

Steps :

1-Combine all the eight William Hartnells in pairs like so ;

2-Let your combined William Hartnells cool down for 0.5 seconds, and they will normally form one Patrick Troughton per pair, which engrosses in a total of 4 Patrick Trougtons.

3-Line up the Patrick Troughtons side by side like so ;

4-When lined up, swipe right and combine them in pairs of two, as it was done precedently with the William Hartnells.

5-Cool down for around 0.5 seconds.

6-Once cooled, your four Patrick Troughtons should look like two Jon Pertwees naturally side by side, like so ;

7-Finally, swipe right once more, and combine the two Jon Pertwees. If you followed meticulously the steps, you would have one fully-formed homemade Tom Baker ! (life-size is not guaranteed, except if you mesure 1.3 centimeters of height.)

Your Tom Baker should normally look like this :

So that was it for Easy Bakeoven Tutorial ! Next time, I will show you how to make your very own homemade Paul McGann !

[becquerel]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BUBBY!!! Need you to know that to this day I get a calendar notification for your birthday, still titled “Grace Jakeliker’s Birthday!!”

HELP. PLEASE THATS SO FUNNY <3 THANK YOU SO SO MUCH ISI BAKEOVEN MY FAVORITE HOMESTUCK FANKID COME TO LIFE

[pshospitalityservices34]

Buy Bake Oven in India

Leading Manufacturer of single deck gas baking oven, commercial rotary oven, three deck gas baking oven, bakery gas oven, bread oven machines.

[almostasenior]

Colonial Cooker

Here's a few ways the colonial cooks determined the temperature of a wood burning oven

Used in the colonial villages long before the tasteful wood fired pizza became an Italian/American favorite in the US. Colonial Village Bake Oven The Bake Oven instructions FOWC/tasteful

[inthevintagekitchen]

Here it is! If you ever imagined what apartment life was like in the 1930's, it would look like this. At least in the dishware department:) Meet the Penthouse pattern made by Edwin Knowles China Company in the 1930's. This hard-to-find pattern features a collection of flower pots sitting pretty on a patio plant stand in shades of orange, plum, yellow, teal and spring green. As for the mixing bowl itself, its petite size makes it great for small scale living and the cheerful pattern charms its way through the day. Find it newly listed in the shop:) . . . . . #1930skitchen #vintagebowl #flowerpots #edwinknowles #tinyhousedecor #smallspaceliving #mixingbowl #bakeoven #sweetkitchen #apartmentdecor #smallkitchen #vintagekitchen https://www.instagram.com/p/B_hqHrCAlCu/?igshid=17n3lonht0kwg

[keihamms]

くぬぎの森寄生計画2017 森の断片 パン窯・スモーク窯 #kunuginomori #kumamoto #smokekiln #pizzakiln #bakeoven #pizzaoven #landscape (櫟の森美術館)

[drukhariboypussy]

More people who refuse to respect people's boundaries!! We've got a blog with no age (e-z-bakeoven) and a minor who interacts with NSFT blogs (crow-boi)!! Funny enough that the latter person interacted with my last post lmao

[ithinkitwastheriver]

Heavy, this darkness...

like a grey-brown blanket of musty old wool that makes your eyes water and your throat burn.

Heavy, this darkness...

draped over the valley like a quilt drained of color from a lifetime of lingering in the bakeoven sun.

Heavy, this darkness...

the weight of a million acres.

A million acres.

A million acres...

Heavy, this silence...

even the crickets wait, for what, I don't know

At the 10am dusk, they rubbed out a lullaby

But now, no heavenly bodies to listen

No Milky Way

No Orion

No Moon...

Then hush... Close your eyes.

In the darkness, the silence

what can't be seen, what can't be heard

the weight of a million acres

the weight of a million acres

is waiting for you to feel...

With your broken-open heart

that can hold the whole universe

[solarbird]

oh why not, let’s answer this in character

"Hey, luv! Venom here."

1. What was the last thing you put in your mouth?

"Tea. A nice tippy assam, with one sugar, and milk." [OOC: actually true IRL, too]

2. Where was your profile picture taken?

"Oh bloody hell, I'm not sure. Not Numbani. Not Oasis. The Temple of Anubus? I think there. Somewhere hot."

3. Worst pain you've ever experienced?

"The Slipstream. No question."

4. Who was the last person to make you laugh?

"Really laugh? Amélie, at Bakeoven. Not sayin' why, a proper lady don't kiss and tell."

5. How late did you stay up last night?

"About 2am. We work a lot of nights, y'know."

6. If you could move somewhere else, where would it be?

"We move 'round a lot already! Alicudi's probably my favourite place in the whole world. But Norway's nice too!"

7. Ever been kissed under fireworks?

"'Who's ready for some fireworks?' has more than one meaning, luv." ◕‿◕

8. Which of your Facebook friends lives closest to you?

"Wot's Facebook?"

9. How do you feel about turkey burgers?

"That some American thing? Sounds awful!"

10. When was the last time you cried?

"D'ya ever cry when you're happy? I do."

11. Who took your profile photo?

"Amé, pretty sure."

12. Who was the last person you took a picture with?

"People in our line of work try to avoid pictures, y'know. But we took a group shot at Overwatch HQ a few days ago - so... most of the crew!"

13. What's your favourite season?

"Depends where I am! Alicudi, spring. London, Norway - summer. Dorado? Absolutely midwinter."

14. If you could have any career.

"What's better than bein' a happy assassin? Nothin'!"

fighter pilot

15. Do you think relationships are ever worth it?

"YES."

16. If you could talk to ANYONE right now who would it be?

"Jack Morrison? But mostly, I'd let the bullets do the talking."

17. Are you a good influence?

"Define 'good.' I mean, I like t'think so. I believe in what we're doin', or I wouldn't be doin' it."

18. Does pineapple belong on pizza?

"May as well ask, does pizza belong on pineapple, if y'ask me, and no. Barmy questions."

19. You have the remote, what channel are you watching?

"I never have the remote. Amélie's the media junkie, not me."

20. Who do you think will fill this out?

"Amélie might. Hey, Amélie!"

"What?"

"Come do this meme!"

"...what?"

"C'mon, it's fun."

"You are serious? Really?"

"Yeh, c'mon, play along."

"We are on a mission."

"With nothin' to do for another two hours."

"I am planning."

"You're always planning, love. C'mon, I already did it."

The elder assassin sighed. "Oh, very well."

1. What was the last thing you put in your mouth?

"Why is this asking about our sex lives?"

Venom giggled. "Other than that, love."

Widowmaker waved her hands. "I... the tip of my pen." She chews objects when she is nervous and cannot shoot anything.

2. Where was your profile picture taken?

"London. A rooftop in King's Row."

3. Worst pain you've ever experienced?

"I do not want to talk about this."

4. Who was the last person to make you laugh?

She scrolls up to see what Lena said. "You told them about Bakeoven?!"

Venom grinned, widely. "Nooooooo... well, nothin' specific."

"Oh, you horrible woman," Widowmaker chortled. "Well, I suppose you, then. Right now."

5. How late did you stay up last night?

"I fell asleep at 2:05am."

6. If you could move somewhere else, where would it be?

"I would never stay in one place for too long a period of time. It is unnecessarily dangerous, and I enjoy the travel. But if I had to pick one place, to stay, and were it safe to do so - Alicudi, Italy."

7. Ever been kissed under fireworks?

Amélie smirked. "Let's just say that 'who's ready for some fireworks?' has more than one meaning, n'est-ce pas?"

8. Which of your Facebook friends lives closest to you?

"What is Face Book?" the blue assassin asked, confused.

"I looked it up! Turns out, some old social network on the old internet."

"...why would anyone ask about that?"

"Turns out, it's still around! Mostly old people, tho'."

"Huh." She shrugged, and moved to the next question.

9. How do you feel about turkey burgers?

"Americans," she said, dismissively.

10. When was the last time you cried?

She smiled at Venom. "My second wedding day."

"Aw, luv."

11. Who took your profile photo?

"Sombra. I considered killing her, but it came out well."

12. Who was the last person you took a picture with?

"I let Lena take a selfie of the two of us at the beach last month."

"Larache was wizard."

"It's as cool a summer as I've ever seen there, and one of my favourite beaches. I was glad you were able to enjoy it."

13. What's your favourite season?

"Autumn."

14. If you could have any career.

"Other than the one I have? I... can't imagine any such thing."

confectioner

15. Do you think relationships are ever worth it?

"YES."

16. If you could talk to ANYONE right now who would it be?

"I..."

"It's okay, love."

"...Gérard."

17. Are you a good influence?

"Oh, no," the assassin giggled. "Absolutely not."

18. Does pineapple belong on pizza?

"Get out of my house."

19. You have the remote, what channel are you watching?

"All of them."

20. Who do you think will fill this out?

"I just did... ah, you mean, who else. I do not know. Someone else waiting before they can begin working, I suppose."

Widowmaker leaned back from the console. "That was more diverting than I anticipated."

"Thanks, love."

"Mostly because you were here."

"Aw. Love you too."

[beavertonairporter]

MAUPIN TO PDX SHUTTLE AIRPORT

MAUPIN TO PDX SHUTTLE AIRPORT

ADMINBEAVER

Maupin to PDX shuttle airportMaupin

$ 159 00

Zip code: 97037

Reservation Now

http://beavertonairporter.com/ +1 (503) 760 6565  PDX shuttle airport

Maupin is a city in Wasco County, Oregon, United States. Located on the Deschutes River, much of the city’s economy is related to the river through outdoor activities, such as fishing and rafting. The population was 418 at the 2010 census.

History

Maupin is named for Howard Maupin, a pioneer who had a farm and ferry at the town’s location in the late 19th century. Originally named Hunts Ferry after the owner of a ferry on the Deschutes River, the name was changed to Maupin Ferry by town founder William H. Staats. The city’s name was shortened to Maupin in about 1909.

http://beavertonairporter.com/ +1 (503) 760 6565  PDX shuttle airport

Geography

According to the United States Census Bureau, the city has a total area of 1.45 square miles (3.76 km2), of which, 1.4 square miles (3.63 km2) is land and 0.05 square miles (0.13 km2) is water. Road access is provided by U.S. Route 197, which crosses the Deschutes River in town at one of the few places the Deschutes can be crossed north of Madras. http://beavertonairporter.com/ +1 (503) 760 6565  PDX shuttle airport

Climate

Beaverton Airporter Know this region experiences warm (but not hot) and dry summers, with no average monthly temperatures above 71.6 °F (22.0 °C). Being in the high desert, the nights cool down from the daytime heat. According to the Köppen Climate Classification system, Maupin has a warm-summer Mediterranean climate, abbreviated “Csb” on climate maps.

Demographics

As of the census[3] of 2010, there were 418 people, 199 households, and 113 families residing in the city. The population density was about 299 inhabitants per square mile (115.4/km2). There were 274 housing units at an average density of about 196 per square mile (75.7/km2). The racial makeup of the city was 95.7% White, 0.7% Native American, 0.2% Asian, 0.2% Pacific Islander, 0.2% from other races, and 2.9% from two or more races. Hispanic or Latino of any race were 1.2% of the population.

http://beavertonairporter.com/ +1 (503) 760 6565  PDX shuttle airport

There were 199 households of which about 20% had children under the age of 18 living with them, about 50% were married couplesliving together, 3.5% had a female householder with no husband present, 3% had a male householder with no wife present, and about 43% were non-families. About 41% of all households were made up of individuals and about 21% had someone living alone who was 65 years of age or older. The average household size was 1.98 and the average family size was 2.65.

http://beavertonairporter.com/ +1 (503) 760 6565  PDX shuttle airport

The median age in the city was about 56 years. About 15% of residents were under the age of 18; about 5% were between the ages of 18 and 24; 15.5% were from 25 to 44; 32.8% were from 45 to 64; and about 32% were 65 years of age or older. The gender makeup of the city was about 51% male and 49% female.

http://beavertonairporter.com/ +1 (503) 760 6565  PDX shuttle airport

The only city located directly on the beautiful lower Deschutes River. Maupin began as a river crossing, then called Hunt’s Ferry, and later on evolved into a farming and logging community. Maupin has retained it’s small town quality of life with a community of 426 people. Aside from having direct access to recreational opportunities on the lower Deschutes, Maupin is also just 45 minutes by car from Mt.

http://beavertonairporter.com/ +1 (503) 760 6565  PDX shuttle airport

Hood, the Columbia River Gorge and two hours from Bend or Portland. Maupin is also an important center of services for the southern Wasco County region. All of the schools for the South Wasco County School District are located directly in town. In addition Maupin boasts a robust tourism industry summer into fall and a steadily growing local business community.

Maupin established a stopping place for travelers and in 1871 was the first postmaster of the town of Antelope. He also had a farm at the forks of Trout Creek.

http://beavertonairporter.com/ +1 (503) 760 6565  PDX shuttle airport

In the 1880’s his son Commodore Perry Maupin established a ferry across the Deschutes near the mouth of Bakeoven Creek. When Perry wanted to take on a new challenge, his parents moved to Maupin and took over operation of the ferry. The ferry was later owned be W.E. Hunt. East Maupin was referred to as Hunt’s Ferry for many years after the ferry was gone.

The Deschutes Railroad War took off in 1908. Hill’s Oregon Trunk Railway, building up the west side of the river eventually reached the current site of Maupin and designated it “Maupin’s Ferry” on the maps. Running a little behind, Harriman’s Deschutes Railroad, building on the east side of the river, designated his side as “Hunt’s Ferry”.

http://beavertonairporter.com/ +1 (503) 760 6565  PDX shuttle airport

When W.H. Staats first platted the town in 1908, he named it Maupin’s Ferry. The 1909 plat and the first Post Office used the name Maupin. The railroads arrived in 1911 and the first vehicle bridge was built in 1912, ending the need for a ferry.

http://beavertonairporter.com/ +1 (503) 760 6565  PDX shuttle airport

In 1921, a huge fire decimated much of Maupin. As part of the rebuilding process, and as a way to better organize fire protection and build a water system, Maupin was incorporated as a city in 1922.

Source: Oregon Geographic Names, Sixth Edition, 1992, Lewis L. McArthur, Oregon Historical Society Press, ISBN O-87595-237-2.

http://beavertonairporter.com/ +1 (503) 760 6565  PDX shuttle airport

COLUMBIA RIVER GORGE

HUNT’S FERRY

MAUPIN TO PDX SHUTTLE AIRPORT

PDX AIRPORT SHUTTLE SERVICE

PDX AIRPORT SHUTTLES

PDX SHUTTLE AIRPORT

PDX TO BEAVERTON

[grandmaera]

Easy Bakeoven Tutorial : Special Paul McGann's Birthday Edition

So I was looking through the doctor who actors to see who's birthday is the nearest so I can do a happy birthday post when I saw that Paul McGann's 64th birthday was LITERALLY TODAY. So, I decided to make an easy bakeoven tutorial for your homemade Paul McGann (the same I did for Tom Baker).

Ingredients :

1- www.doctorwho.tv/play/thirteen

2-128 William Hartnells

Steps :

1-Combine the biggest number of William Hartnells possible in pairs like so :

2-Let them cool down for about 0.5 seconds. Once they cooled down, you will normally have Patrick Troughtons. Combine the most number of Patrick Troughtons you can, and at this point, your board may look like something similar to this :

3-Now as you have noticed, there are numerous Jon Pertwees. You should then combine them into Tom Bakers. You shall then put the Tom Bakers in line as shown by the image below in order to make them into Peter Davisons.

4-Once into a freshly produced Peter Davison, repeat the three previous steps and you would have a duplicate of Peter Davison, resulting then into 2 homemade Peter Davisons, ready to merge into a Colin Baker :

5-Now, as you have noticed, it is difficult to follow the steps without other William Hartnells and Patrick Troughtons materializing out of thin air, then moving along with the ingredients that you move in order to make other ingredients. You may have a broad full of various ingredients such as William Hartnells, Patrick Troughtons, Jon Pertwees, Tom Bakers, Peter Davisons, and to as far as in my case, Colin Bakers. If you don't have any Colin Baker, try making one out of your Peter Davisons, Tom Bakers, and in the extreme case, Jon Pertwees. If you do as in my case, combine them into a whole new beautifully mixed Sylvester McCoy like so :

6- Now comes the hardest step : Making another Sylvester McCoy. You are then forced to do the whole recipe since the William Hartnells, and risk losing the whole recipe, in order to produce another Sylvester McCoy. Now, I have lost my recipe numerous times for to produce 2 Sylvester McCoys, but once done, you will have your fully homemade easy bakoven Paul McGann !

Voila ! Next time I will make a tutorial on how to make your easy bakeoven Christopher Eccleston (I never got further than Paul McGann), Until then, Happy Birthday to Paul McGann and enjoy your homemade Paul McGann !

[richmondhillthenandnow-blog]

In the 1820's, sawmill owner Rowland Burr built a 4 room Ontario cottage. It was constructed using planks laid flat one on top of each other and then spiked together and covered with rough cast plaster. The house ca. 1823 is one of the oldest kinds of its kind in Richmond Hill. The front door is bolted by an original lock turned by a 4-inch key. It is believed that Burr most likely produced the lumber for his house in his mil to the west. He also built a blacksmith shop for his father who lived with Rowland and his family.

In 1844 Thomas Boothby purchased the building and carried on the blacksmith business. The house was also enlarged at this time. A three room brick addition was built on the back of the house. The addition features a large kitchen with a cooking fireplace and bakeoven. In the 1960's Burr house was acquired by the Town of Richmond Hill and today houses a craft gallery and tea room.

Today the Burr House Craft Gallery features unique one-of-a-kind items, crafted by hand, by local artisans. Summer Hours (May to November) - Friday, Saturday and Sunday - 12:30 to 4:30 pm. Winter Hours (December, February to April (not January) - Saturday and Sunday - 12:30 to 4:30 pm. Located at 528 Carrville Road, just east of the stream, in Richvale.

#RichmondHillThenandNow

[nivatrope]

A little Bakeoven shot for @tyler_van_liew and @lizacarmencannon (at Shaniko, Oregon)

[exploringoklahomahistory]

File:Fort Gibson, Bake Oven, Garrison Avenue, Fort Gibson, Muskogee County, OK HABS OKLA,51-FOGIB,1F- (sheet 1 of 1).png - Wikimedia Commons http://bit.ly/2cmRQSi

#notebook #bakeoven #FortGibson

[solarbird]

I was in Oregon, in the totality zone, for the eclipse; this is more or less my trip report, written as fiction in the Fear of Spiders/Overwatch universe. The eclipse really was indescribable - you have to be there - but this is my best attempt to relate what I saw and how I felt.

All the locations are real world locations, accurately described, and specifically relate how I got down to Shiniko, Oregon for the totality, and back, after crossing the Oregon border from the north. The totality photo above is mine, taken with my phone. All of Venom's and Widowmaker's lines are basically my commentary while being the one driving... inappropriately quickly... with my road trip crew down a surprisingly empty Highway 216.

the day the spider ate the sun [AO3 link]

"I loved it," said the Widowmaker, her voice fluid, "when the spider ate the sun. Slowly dimming light, then sunset all around, in all directions, and then - gone, but for the corona. Exquisite."

"That was wizard!" agreed Venom, speeding along Highway 216 west from Highway 97 to Highway 197 in the Oregon high desert. "The sky went violet! Blue, dark, rich, with extra violet, somehow. The pictures always made it look black, but it wasn't! So intense!"

"I think that was partly ultraviolet, from the corona," suggested the elder assassin, as the old-style automobile - a Spider, appropriately enough - barrelled down the road into the canyon, chasing the water. The speed limit sign said 55kph. She hit it at 120. "The light had such intoxicating depth."

"Felt like time just stopped! And I know from time." She giggled at little at herself, and shook her head. "Pictures just can't tell the story, can they?" said Lena.

"Not at all. One cannot even describe it, one must experience it. The changes in the air, the blue and violet glow, the heat vanishing with the sun..."

"And then, and then, the last bit of the sun goes out, and you look past the glasses, and - wow! The sun is, like, whole different star! And the sky is a different sky! It was like - it was like bein' in space, like being on a whole 'nother world!"

"The black hole sun, the streaming flares of fusing hydrogen writhing in the sky, the glowing colours - I never imagined the colours would be so intense." She sighed, wistfully. "I do not think my cameras captured the violet, only the blue."

The tires screeched at the first downhill hairpin turn. The road carried with it no forgiveness, no margin - cliff wall to one side, sheer drop to the other. A few guardrails buffered against the worst of the turns, or, at least, the first couple, and then not the next, and not the one after that. The Spider held the road, if barely, as the Talon assassins drifted in their vehicle, across the road, into the opposite-direction lane.

"I remind you," said Amélie, "despite having applied to the Commonwealth, this country is still right-hand driving."

"Yeh, yeh. Curve speed signs are for wankers."

Widowmaker smirked. "That one, if anything, seemed overly permissive."

The junior assassin slowed the vehicle, but not much, and sped it back up at every opportunity. "Nobody's usin' the other lane, I might as well."

It was true. Even with the tens of thousands of tourists flooding back from the zone of totality, Highway 216 sat empty of traffic, out in the high grassy desert, barreling down towards the Deschutes River, splashing and rushing at the very bottom.

"Even so," said the spider, "this road does not seem very forgiving."

Venom chuckled, and hit the accelerator again. "Feeling nervous, love?"

"Feeling impressed that the Cascadians do not seem to care about guard rails, perhaps." The car's right mirror - still just within its lane - came within a few centimetres of the cliff wall. "Or margins for error." She looked out over the cliff the road hugged. "This countryside - it is almost painfully beautiful."

Off to the left, a series of canyons, or one long, split canyon, almost cartoonish in perfection, stepped down towards the water, a mix of steep rocky slopes and bare basalt column cliffs, volcanic, spotted with the occasional first-coloniser plants, mostly gold, some auburn, some ash, and, almost inexplicably, splashes of dark, vivid green, the green becoming dominant the further down towards the river, but really, anywhere water might run or pool or even be slowed down, even a bit, for the thirsty plants to grab it up.

"Whole bleedin' country's a bunch of picture postcards, innit?"

"Truly."

"Glad they had the sense not to muss up the view with fences." Venom floored the antique Sypder into the next hairpin curve, not quite fishtailing, not quite sliding away and to oblivion. "I can't believe we're the only ones on this road. Look at what they're missing!"

"It's not the eclipse, but it is fascinating. Perhaps the tourists are afraid of the heights," said the spider.

"You mean, it's just us 'cause they're too scared?"

"And therefore, do not deserve to see this."

"Fair cop," said the younger assassin. "Woah!" she said, surprised by the severity of yet another hairpin. "That was a tight one!"

"Be careful, we cannot crash this vehicle here - we might start a fire."

"Blimey, that'd be a right cock-up," the junior assassin replied in all sincerity. "They have fires all summer already, don't they?"

"It seems so," the senior assassin said, gesturing back towards a burnt out patch they'd driven by, some 30km before.

"Well, good thing we've got that car park all lined up."

"Indeed. Just be sure not to hit the river. Fish and gasoline do not mix."

"Easy peasy. Reach 'round, pull the body forward, will ya?"

"Certainly."

She pulled the middle-aged man forward, from the - well, it wasn't really the boot, not one worthy of the name, not in an F430 - and propped him up against the centre console, between their individual seats.

The Ferrari flew over the first river bridge, as Venom let the engine really open up. "May as well go out in a blaze of glory, y'big ugly monster," she said, made the final turn at a desperately dangerous 220kph. "Good handling, I'll give you that. Right! Whenever you're ready, love..."

"Grab hold, cherie, and ready your grapple," the Widowmaker said, grabbing her lover and launching the two of them out of the automobile. Venom kicked the wheel hard to the right, and the Spider flipped over, briefly flying, then bouncing down the road, hitting once, twice, a third time, and skidding into a gravel parking lot before bursting into flame. Widowmaker's chain retracted, pulling the two Talon agents high into the air, and just short of apogee, Venom launched her chain, and up they went again, a second arc, and again, at apogee, Widowmaker's grapple made the top of the butte, where their ship sat, concealed, and waiting.

From atop their high vantage point, they could see the local wardens rushing forward with emergency fire suppression, the wreckage of the convertible already burning itself out, the body of Roger Müller - well-known multi-millionaire playboy and less-well-known deep financier of ultra-nationalist media and neofascist politicians - already well-crisped. His remains would show a blood alcohol content well above 0.17, over twice the legal limit, but entirely in character.

"And that's why y'don't drive pissed." Venom said to her partner, cheerfully.

"That was magnificent."

"Such a shame when people overindulge, innit, love?"

Widowmaker spun on her lover, pulling her abruptly, roughly, against her own body, eyes wide and open. "Yes. Let's balance it by overindulging ourselves."

Venom shuddered with quick arousal. "Fast cars and fast kills? I like the way you think, sweet. But let's move the..."

"Now."

"So now I'm the sensible unf " - she said, as Widowmaker bit into her neck - "...we can't stay here, love. Somewhere else. The way we went south. Nobody's on that road, either."

"Fine. Bakeoven, then. How quickly can you fly us back?"

"You just saw how quick I got us here in an antique, didn't ya?"

"Point made. Go."

[sweets-with-me-blog-blog]

Deep Fried Choco Mint Cookies this afternoon! Bought these cookies at American Home. Available in Waltermart Supermarkets Nationwide. Hihi. Because Oreos were too mainstream. :) #instafood #bakeoven #foodporn #cookies