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*RANDOM RECIPE*
Chicken Apricot Soup
Chicken Apricot and sweet pot stew.
1 ½ lbs chicken
¼ cup flour
2 tbspn olive oil
1 onion chopped
1 clove garlic minced
1 1 lb can plum toms with juice
½ cup chicken stock
1 cinnamon stick
1 bay leaf
1 dry hot red chile
¼ tspn salt
black pepper
2 sweet potatos, peeled and 1 inch chunks
8 dried apricots halved
chicken in plastic bag with flour, shake to coat chicken. Shake off excess flour. Dutch oven on stove heat the oil and brown chicken in batches, remove chicken. Saute the onions in 3-5 minutes. Add the garlic in the last minute
put chicken back in pan with tomatoes and the stock cinnamon, bay leaf, chile, salt and pepper, cove and simmer for ten minutes over low heat.
Add sweet potatos and apricots. Cook for another twety, twenty five minutes.
Remove cinnamon, bay leaf and chile before serving… (serve with some thing green.).
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it burns holes in my persona, society.
if i am lucky the holes wont show. or have healed, not showing the pock-marked scars i own. i am nothing more than soy and carbon based slice of swiss. can feel you breathe through me. sneeze through me. speak through me. i am/and/have become your mouthpeice. what do you want for me to say?
like everyone else, who wants anything out of life, will do, be used, to get our small insignificant goals. sit there, man, buy our souls. suck them up with your saucer and cup of tea. love-less. life-less. owner of us all.
where do all of our bought and stolen souls go? what black trade is being made half-way around the world in some marketplace, somewhere?
what is the going rate for a fourteen-year-old-virgin's soul, who sold it for a quick blow, by the waif thin, paper dried ditz with the small waist and the big tits?
hey man, i'll buy that soul.
five bucks.
final offer.
SOLD!
Dearest Father, thank you for this glorious day.
Thank you for the sunshine, and thank you for the rain.
Thank you for the blue skies, rivers, streams and lakes.
Dearest Mother, thank you for the green grass, and thank you for the trees.
Thank you for the many birds singing in the breeze.
My dearest parents, thank you for giving of yourselves so selflessly to me.
Thank you for life itself, a precious gift that's free.
Blessed Be
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