With this simple loving act of me putting this recipe in your holster, I am surgically and deftly removing any miserable excuse that you have left for you not to bake bread for your loved ones.
Bake this, and enjoy the guaranteed poontang.
Warning: I type it exactly as it was told, verbatim, to the last person who asked for it. Don't read on if sweary things are too much for you.
This is good...wash your hand.
If you try to rush this bit, you will ruin your bread!