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My dad fucks hellish dishes in general.
Well, this is about an average recipe, because there are a lot of variations.
The soup is taken, it does not heat up, warming is not about my dad. He takes this soup, dumps it in the pan and starts to fry. Adds a huge amount of onion, garlic, black pepper and red flour to it! for viscosity, tomato paste on top. All this is fried to smoke. Then it is removed from the fire and cools off on the balcony. Then the father brings and generously watering with mayonnaise begins to eat. At the same time, he eats from a frying pan with a spoon on it. He eats and condemns in a half-whisper. At the same time, sweat appears on his forehead. He kindly offers me sometimes, but I refuse. Need I talk about what the wildest farting then? The scum is such that the wallpaper from the walls comes off.
