sam-winchester-cries-during-sex:
Okay listen up fuckers because I’m about to rock your goddamn world.
Sam-winchester-cries-during-sex’s “fucking divine raspberry brownies”
1. First of all, you’re gonna need 125 motherfucking grams of un-fuckin-salted butter. But don’t weigh that shit, use the goddamn estimation lines on the packet like the domestic goddess you are.
2. Now microwave that shit up until it’s all liquid, then add one cup of castor sugar, but you can totally use normal old rough as shit sugar too because who gives a fuck? Size doesn’t matter kids.
3. Stir that fucker for a bit until it slightly cooler then crack into the mix two eggs. Use those large fuckers, don’t be a pussy. Now you mix that shit up good.
4. Now we get the cocoa. Sift 6 (that’s right motherfucker, 6) tablespoons of that shit into your sugar and butter and eggs and shit, and stir it. No need to be gentle, brownies aren’t a fuckin game son.
5. Sift in one cup of flour with a fucking half teaspoon of baking powder, and mix that shit in too, and make sure you mix it good because the last fuckin thing we need is shitty flour lumps in these fucking glorious brownies.
6. Now pour that goodness and shit all into a fucking lined tin, if it isn’t lined with baking paper you are wasting your fucking time making these okay, spraying the tin is not gonna cut the mustard here kids.
7: smooth that shit down, and throw chocolate pieces into it like the fierce kitchen bitch you are, then sprinkle generously and fucking brilliantly with raspberries because those little shits are fucking delightful.
8. You better have preheated your oven fucktard, because if you haven’t you’re gonna have to wait for fucking ever for your goddamn heavenly ass brownies. And that shit needs to be on 190 degrees Celsius because Fahrenheit is for dipshits.
8. Now put that shit in your oven for 25 minutes- and not a second more if you want them to be crispy and nice on the outside and fudgy as fuck on the inside.
9. Take them out and let them cool, otherwise you’ll burn your fucking face, twat head.10. Cut them up and serve them to friends to establish your dominance and superior knowledge of badass cookery.
Congratulations. You just made some fucking beautiful brownies.
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