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Meatloaf

Meatloaf The old man had bought minced meat it wasn`t much he had to friends coming for lunch, so he added two eggs maizena- flour, white flour, and milk and mixed well. He left the dough in a bowl by the sink and had a coffee, when he came back tiny ants –very tiny- had covered his food, perhaps a thousand of them, as he didn`t want to throw the dough away he mixed the ants into it and added a bit of colouring to make it look darker, he then made a meatloaf and served it with mashed potatoes and fried onion. The three old men ate well and as one of them remarked this was indeed a meaty loaf.

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