There's a good chance I'm gonna kill someone...
So I set up a plate of two waffles, lathered with Olivio and Mrs. Butterworths and I take the fork and go to cut the first bite...
...and the plate slides off the counter and onto the dog hair (and otherwise germ) infested floor, unedible. It's one of those times where I'd love to break something (like the counter top) but know that if, for some reason, my hand doesn't break and the counter does, I'd be in more trouble than it's worth.
That said, I'm never making waffles again.
...and the plate slides off the counter and onto the dog hair (and otherwise germ) infested floor, unedible. It's one of those times where I'd love to break something (like the counter top) but know that if, for some reason, my hand doesn't break and the counter does, I'd be in more trouble than it's worth.
That said, I'm never making waffles again.