Do you ever use songs to memorize recipes instead of index cards or some other shit like that?

Do you ever use songs to memorize recipes instead of index cards or some other shit like that?

Here's on of my favorite recipes, in song form:

All you have to do is take a cup of flour!
Add it to the mix!
Now just take a little something sweet, not sour!
A bit of salt, just a pinch!

Baking these treats is such a cinch!
Add a teaspoon of vanilla!
Add a little more, and you count to four,
And you never get your fill of...

Cupcakes! So sweet and tasty!
Cupcakes! Don't be too hasty!
Cupcakes! Cupcakes, cupcakes, CUPCAKES!

Try to guess what the recipe is for ;)

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Just take a chicken tendie, raw is best
Pound it out flat, yo who would've guessed
Dredge it in flour, then eggs then crumbs
Season with salt and pepper if you're not dumb

Fry in the fryer just for a few minutes
Take it out when it floats up and drain it
When it's nice and crispy put it on a bun
Top with some mayo and lettuce, have fun

Now you gotta sandwich, the best one for me
The mighty mcchicken, yum yum yum yummy

Okie dokie lokie!

Just left work just left work just left work
Oh boy would you look at the time!
Too late for dinner, how is it worth

The transport is hell, the passenger smelled
Got home grabbed a glass or a cup or a bowl
It didn't even have to be bold

Pored some fine wine
drank it all

Passed out on my way
To get more

No the recipes I do frequently I just know by heart. What the fuck user

I'll pile on the candy
It's such a pretty sight
Makes the food taste dandy
But my tummy hurts all night

I'll put in some ingredients
But keep the rest for me
I'm not just disobedient
I'm careful, can't you see?

It's a piece of cake to bake a pretty cake
If the way is hazy
You gotta do the cooking by the book
You know you can't be lazy
Never use a messy recipe
The cake will end up crazy
If you do the cooking by the book
Then you'll have a cake

We gotta have it made
You know that I love cake
Finally it's time to make a cake

Making food is just like science
Will tools that blend and baste
And every fun appliance
Gives the food a different taste

It's a piece of cake to bake a pretty cake
If the way is hazy
You gotta do the cooking by the book
You know you can't be lazy
Never use a messy recipe
The cake will end up crazy
If you do the cooking by the book
Then you'll have a cake
We gotta have it made
You know that I love cake
Finally it's time to make a cake

We gotta have it made
You know that I love cake
Finally it's time to make a...
[You gotta do the cooking by the book]
... Cake!

Lala-lalala,
Warm it up,
Lala-lalala,
The boys are waiting,

My milk shake brings all the boys to the yard,
And they're like,
It's better than yours,
Damn right its better than yours,
I can teach you,
But I have to charge

I'll take you to the candy shop
I'll let you lick the lollipop
Go 'head girl don't you stop
Keep going 'til you hit the spot, whoa

Dale a tu cuerpo alegria Macaroni
Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegria y cosa buena
Dale a tu cuerpo alegria, Macaroni
Hey Macaroni

How come you're always such a fussy young man
Don't want no Captain Crunch, don't want no Raisin Bran
Well, don't you know that other kids are starving in Japan
So eat it, just eat it

Don't want to argue, I don't want to debate
Don't want to hear about what kind of food you hate
You won't get no dessert 'till you clean off your plate
So eat it

Don't you tell me you're full
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Get yourself an egg and beat it
Have some more chicken, have some more pie
It doesn't matter if it's boiled or fried
Just eat it, eat it, just eat it, eat it
Just eat it, eat it, just eat it, eat it, ooh

Your table manners are some cryin' shame
You're playin' with your food, this ain't some kind of game
Now, if you starve to death, you'll just have yourself to blame
So eat it, just eat it

You better listen, better do what you're told
You haven't even touched your tuna casserole
You better chow down or it's gonna get cold
So eat it

I don't care if you're full
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Open up your mouth and feed it
Have some more yogurt, have some more spam
It doesn't matter if it's fresh or canned
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Don't you make me repeat it
Have a banana, have a whole bunch
It doesn't matter what you had for lunch
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it

Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
If it's gettin' cold, reheat it
Have a big dinner, have a light snack
If you don't like it, you can't send it back
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Get yourself an egg and beat it (oh lord)
Have some more chicken, have some more pie
It doesn't matter if it's boiled or fried
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Don't you make me repeat it (oh no)
Have a banana, have a whole bunch
It doesn't matter what you had for lunch
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it

A little glass of water please
A fresh pressed hanky if I sneeze
Some tea with honey from the bees
Whenever you can brew it

And while I get a little rest
A teeny tiny small request
Some codfish oil for my chest
Poured from a crystal cruet

My goodness, I'm a nincompoop
Because I fear I've got the croup
I need a vat of pumpkin soup
And scarves made out of zinnias
Did I say zinnias? I meant silk
Or something shiny of that ilk
And then I'll need some nice warm milk
And pastries from Abyssinia
And since my stomach's feeling crummy
Why not give my aching tummy
Something soothing, something yummy
Piled up with noodles?
Add a slice of homemade rye
With stacks of Swiss way up high
Served with sides of sweet mince pie
More basil; I need oodles!

I'll be grateful for your charity
Until the bitter end
Because I've heard that tenderness
Is what you lend an ailing friend
Tenderness, isn't that right, friend?

I'd like that glass of water please
Some magic spell to cure disease
A firm "gesundhoof" when I sneeze
A fresh bouquet of roses
Some lozenges will soon appease
My wheezing when I start to sneeze
A wig to keep me from the breeze
And blankets for my toes-es
Take tweezers out of my valise
And then massage my knobby knees
A bowl of peas, some extra cheese
A cuddle with a Pekingese
A singing harp who's named Louise
A goat on skis, a new trapeze
And more and more and more and more of these
And just because I oughta...
Make sure I'm drinking in the right
Amount of fluids day and night
I wish I may, I wish I might
Have just one little thing
Oh, would you please finally bring
Me that tiny glass
Of water?!

I hate all of you.

is this about ponies?

>/mlp/

OP I have a mental image of you as a fat guy in his mid 30's who still can't grow a proper beard and thinks jukeboxes are cool.

Please confirm.

youtube.com/watch?v=k3OMjs4Y7a8

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ShuuuUUUUUUuuut UUuuuuUUP!

No, I'm not mentally ill.

First take 36 ounces of coke
Mixing it with water in a pot on the stove
Next step to make them boulders add, baking soda
If the flame is low then turn it up and stir it up

Finally, just wait till it gets hard
Then bag it up, you got a key
Homie, that's the recipe, that's the recipe
That's the recipe

>not sour
>not enjoying lemon cupcakes
That alone makes you twice the faggot than using a fruity little song to remember a fucking recipe does.