Tis a testament to my cooking skills that I have a burn scar. On the knuckle of my left index finger. Now, that should be something to be proud of, but then - this is ME we're talking about.
Wouldn't it be lovely to say that I'd gotten that burn from say, baking a cake or having scalding oil splash on me while I'm making some fancy, funny-sounding dish. But me, being the hopeless case I am, burnt my finger in the stupidest way possible - getting a slice of bread out of the toaster. Yup, that's right. Super cook I am too.
It's like having a battle scar, but that battle was between two little kids playing soldiers in the playground. PAH. I'm pathetic.
Nevermind.. I shall dream of being a master chef someday. Right now, though, the TV calls. So I'll leave you with thoughts of what a sad case I am. Good day.
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2 comments:
okay okay i had to delete the last post cos i accidentally hit the return button before i finished ;)
okay as i was saying
we all get burned sooner or later (i said burned ah not burnt)
okay comgartulations.
more toasted bread for all.
good for your health.
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