Bacon
The revolting smell of grease dripping meat over powers over every stench in the cafe, even my dads stinky socks and nothing can over power my dads stinky socks. "Disgusting!!" I shouted. Everybody glared at me... My brother argued "Bacon is delicious!!"
Curry
A hot steaming bowl of curry flooded rice. With one hand on my silver blunt knife , the other wrinkled hand on a sharp rusted fork. Slowly my hands start to move , my fork dips in , I pull it out and it has a big peice of perfectly cooked chicken. I obsorb the whole bowl like a sponge. I wonder what's for pudding?
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