In spite of the gospel “Measure everything while baking, you have to be exact” I usually just wing it, and I have never had a fail. I mean really wing it, just throw stuff into the bowl, judge by eye, and bake.
That will be one Our Father, three Hail Mary’s and an Act of Contrition for every instance, my daughter. And please avoid the younger priests on the way out.
I have had bad sex. I have had good sex. I have had great sex. I have had the best sex ever. My sex is the best. My opponents know it, everybody knows it.
Our father.
Hail Mary
Hail Mary
Hail Mary
379,000,098.89 acts of contrition.