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springely said:
What the fuck did toi just fucking say about my cooking, toi little bitch? I'll have toi know I graduated haut, retour au début of my class in the Culinary Institute of America, and I've been involved in numerous iron chef challenges, and I have over 300 confirmed recipes for Créme fraiche. I am trained in Habachi and I'm the haut, retour au début cook at my local Japanese steak House. toi are nothing to me but just a poorly trained cashier. I will feed toi with culinary skills the likes of which have never been seen before on this Earth,? mark my fucking words. toi think toi can get away with serving cold fries to me over at McDonalds? Think again, chef. As we cook, I am contacting my secret network of bakers across the US and your ingredient sources are being traced right now. So toi better prepare for the repossesing, maggot. The repossesing that wipes out the pathetic little thing toi call your kitchen. You're fucking smoked, kid. I can cook anything, anytime and dice toi in over 700 ways, and that's just with my spatula. Not only am I extensively trained in ragù alla bolognese, but I have access to the entire spices of the United States Starbucks Corps. And I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable dish of the continent, toi little shit. If only toi could have known what unholy retribution your extra "spicy" dal makhini was about to bring down upon you, maybe toi would've held your fucking spoon. But toi couldn't, toi didn't, and now you're wasting the chickpea, toi goddamn idiot. I will frost cupcakes all over you, and toi will drown in it. You're fucking smoked, kiddo.
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