Judging by the state of his ramshackle apartment in a condemned building, "Nidnik" hasn't had a job in a while and his only piece of furniture - his bed settee - has a mind of it's own. The roof leeks and the poor man, clad in bright purple pantaloons cuts a sorry sight. He sets about baking his breakfast - flour, water then a dough you could build an house with before a series of horrendous accidents clearly waiting to happen. Yikes, now he's adding yeast - things get well and truly out of control, repetitive and by now have stopped being funny. It's a cartoon catastrophe that's not drawn especially interestingly nor very amusingly and as the joke just becomes a bit too laboured I wasn't really bothered about "Nudnik" at all.

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