Potatoes are different, I will tell you about the cakes)
I will start from a distance, I was born in the cold December of the memorable 1973 year, developed, according to the pediatrician (Mary Moiseevna 1947-1999. her kingdom is heavenly) with an edge, but there was a problem, I could not be taught to the pot... principally. only in the pants. And also Edak. All kinds of gains and dances at the level of the heroes of the film "Who Says It"( on which Johnny Travolta almost buried his career.) No... Little Fafick could sit for forty minutes on a pot to get up and immediately roll the freshman into his pants.
I honestly say. I don’t remember having such a fdeshmoob. But it's all lyric, and then one day it happened... I got a new plastic pot, he was hot, unlike that pale iron undermark... it was a crack.
Oh, where are you my plastic friend, you were washed away by the spill of the river Psou in the 78th in the Black Sea... you may write me from the shores of Turkey...