“…a man who never knew how much he was kneaded.” Lol

“…his elderly father, Pop Tart” Heehee…

This made my mood rise. Thank you Lola...Gee, now we don't talk about the dough boy anymore; instead it's the "domain"

Ouch..I know...stop throwing flour at me.
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As soon as you trust yourself, you will know how to live.
Goethe