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Last week ,when I had baked a choco-vanilla cake and we(my mom,bro n me) were just about to eat it..when my bro exclaimed ,"Thank God we donot need a hammer today!"

Hearing this everyone but me started laughing :X....
. I knew how pathetic I was at baking cakes... but this time(by chance) my cake was soft :P

No no..I m not a bad cook at all....but when i bake cakes...they turn into cookies.. ,
the saddest part is even though they taste good... my cakes r so hard that... who knows...u might chip off ur tooth :P....

Earlier when i baked a cake... my mother had to literally break the cake into pieces... we had a hard time chewing :P.............that day i wondered..if i could use my cakes as weapons of self-defence... throw a cake and the miscreants get hurt... :P ..lol, but , fortunately or unfortunately..i have learnt making soft cakes ..... :P but now i do miss the adventure i had while digging into cakes earlier :P..





signing off........
L!FESOPHER

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