Story time for little kids
ok let us go on today kiddies, about a story of a Hand and an Old Lady.
There was once this old lady who loved her Ramen Noodles. One day, she decided to eat some and put them in her face, so that they might satisfy her fat ass. But she sucks at cooking them.
So she set up a pot, and boiled up some water, put in her noodles and the tasty packet thing and stirred it all about. After some time, she decided they had been cooked long enough and turned off the burner, and let it sit for about 10 minutes. Thinking they had an addequite amount of time to cool off she got herself a bowl and took the pot to the sink to pour it's contents with in the bowl. Swoop, swish...ahhhhhh... mmm the pouting process begins. And the water seems to be still very hot, but it was not affecting her much. Everything seemed to be going along fine as usual, until she realized that she had used too much water... liking the chicken flavored broth she decided to keep it all and poured it up to the brim of the bowl.
Now the bowl seemed to be getting hot. It burned her finger tips. She new to put down the pot and bowl as fast as possible before she had an accident. But the bowls heat was growing as the waters true temperature revealed itself to her hands. Hello. And so the plot thickens. Now the pain was growing some quite untollerable and she begged herself. "please don't spill..." a spill would burn her hands surely. So she slowly moved the bowl down by the counter but, alas, the bitch of a bowl ...being a shitty plastic... was bowing out and becoming an oval shape, so the bitch spilled all over that old bitches hand. Shit. Now that waters full potential became very well known to the old bag. Her hand writhed in pain, as she blunty drops the pot into the sink and in one swift motion tips, pours and drops the bowl back into the pot. damn, this burns alot.
A quick shuffle across the floor and a few arm flailing motions. She i sover it quickly. What balls old bag, oyu never let out a single cry of pain. Good job, the job done right.
Grab up that there napkin pick up your mess, examine your hand..then proceed ot allow the noodles to cool and pou rhem again. This time everything went through properly, and the meal was great!.
...the next day.
When old bagulla gets to work..she notices her hand... has a wonderful red burn all the way across her nuckles. MMM yeah... gotta love those water burns.
Well shit, bust out that bacitracin and apply it to that later to be diagnosed as a 2nd degree burn. mmm tasty.
-The Bitch = the bowl-
-Old Bag = Me, beign fucking stupid...yay-
~0.2~
There was once this old lady who loved her Ramen Noodles. One day, she decided to eat some and put them in her face, so that they might satisfy her fat ass. But she sucks at cooking them.
So she set up a pot, and boiled up some water, put in her noodles and the tasty packet thing and stirred it all about. After some time, she decided they had been cooked long enough and turned off the burner, and let it sit for about 10 minutes. Thinking they had an addequite amount of time to cool off she got herself a bowl and took the pot to the sink to pour it's contents with in the bowl. Swoop, swish...ahhhhhh... mmm the pouting process begins. And the water seems to be still very hot, but it was not affecting her much. Everything seemed to be going along fine as usual, until she realized that she had used too much water... liking the chicken flavored broth she decided to keep it all and poured it up to the brim of the bowl.
Now the bowl seemed to be getting hot. It burned her finger tips. She new to put down the pot and bowl as fast as possible before she had an accident. But the bowls heat was growing as the waters true temperature revealed itself to her hands. Hello. And so the plot thickens. Now the pain was growing some quite untollerable and she begged herself. "please don't spill..." a spill would burn her hands surely. So she slowly moved the bowl down by the counter but, alas, the bitch of a bowl ...being a shitty plastic... was bowing out and becoming an oval shape, so the bitch spilled all over that old bitches hand. Shit. Now that waters full potential became very well known to the old bag. Her hand writhed in pain, as she blunty drops the pot into the sink and in one swift motion tips, pours and drops the bowl back into the pot. damn, this burns alot.
A quick shuffle across the floor and a few arm flailing motions. She i sover it quickly. What balls old bag, oyu never let out a single cry of pain. Good job, the job done right.
Grab up that there napkin pick up your mess, examine your hand..then proceed ot allow the noodles to cool and pou rhem again. This time everything went through properly, and the meal was great!.
...the next day.
When old bagulla gets to work..she notices her hand... has a wonderful red burn all the way across her nuckles. MMM yeah... gotta love those water burns.
Well shit, bust out that bacitracin and apply it to that later to be diagnosed as a 2nd degree burn. mmm tasty.
-The Bitch = the bowl-
-Old Bag = Me, beign fucking stupid...yay-
~0.2~