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Čovječuljci od đumbira i papra

Čovječuljci od đumbira i papra

Tijesto:

U posudu staviti brašno, sodu bikarbonu i začine i sve dobro promiješamo

U drugu posudu stavimo maslac, jaje i agavin sirup i mikserom izmiksamo

Spojimo obje smjese i zamijesmo tijesto

Tijesto omotamo folijom i stavimo u hladnjak na sat vremena (makar može i preko noći)

Tijesto razvaljamo na pola centimetra debljine i raznim kalupimo izrezujemo željene oblike

Dobivene oblike stavljamo na masni papir 

Pečemo na 180 C cca 10tak min

Ostavimo da se rashlade par minuta

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It was so fucking done with this game. Having a body sucked; it got hurt and sweated and needed to eat. The matinince on this thing alone was fucking ridiculous! How did people deal with having bodies? Seriously, someone write a book.

At current The Voice was having a hissy fit in Wade's room on his bed with Amy slithering across Wade's lap. It should break her neck, that'd get him running back. It looked down at the snake as she paused and flicked out her tongue, smelling the air.

Why don't these things have real noses? Who decided that it was good idea for snakes to smell with their tongues and not have legs? Fuck that person.

...

Where the hell was Wade?!?

It sighed and leaned back until it was facing the ceiling. Amy had slid onto the floor and it didn't care if she got out or not, maybe that would send Wade back. Where could he be? It tried to think back to a place where Wade would be; a happy place? Was he stuck in a nightmare? Everything on the inside was so fucked up now that it didn't know where anything was anymore.

It stretched out Wade's arms looking at the scratches, cuts and bruises.

It thought that those would give them...some kind of jump. A clue to where Wade might be. Of course it didn't do anything. Just caused it pain.

{HeY GruMPy GiLLs.}

It raised a brow and dropped Wade's arms, "Did any of you find him?"

{NoPe! NoT HidE NoR HaIR.}

"Then go away, useless. Don't bother me."

{YoU ArE So RuDe..}

"Fuck off."

{AsS. BuT AnYWaYs, WhAt ArE YoU GoInG To Do AbOuT ThE SiMuLaTiOn?}

"I'm not going."

{BuT YoU CaN'T SkIp It! He'S ALreAdy MiSSed OnE.}

"I'm not going."

{Is It BeCaUsE YoU CaN't Do It?}

It sat up quickly, "Excuse me?" It didn't see Amy anywhere either.

{I AsKeD If YoU DiDn'T ThInK YoU CoULd CoMpLetE ThE SiMuLaTiOn WhIcH Is WhY YoU DoN'T WaNt To Do It.}

It snorted, "Oh please. I do that simulation in my sleep. I could laps around everyone else. I just don't want to."

{It'S ALriGHt If YoU FeEL SeLf-CoNsCiOuS.}

"I don't feel like that I just don't want to."

{OkAy...BuT--}

"Fuck you, alright!" It yelled and stood up. It was tired of this; it could find out all of the secrets if it wanted to. None of these...bastards had anything on it. None of them. "I can do anything way better than anybody in this fucking place! And I'll prove it, with this...simulation thing!"

{YoU DoN't HaVe To PrOvE AnYtHiNg To Me.}

"Shut up and go find Wade. I'll deal with this. Simulation."

{I'm SeRiO--}

"Would you just go!"

{ALriGhT! I'm GoiNG!}