In the park, my totem animal.
In the toaster, a fire.
That's right, a fire! That piece of toast was actually on fire! And that's not a metaphor meaning the toast was doing a great job or winning a race, it was literally on fire! It had to be put out! By me! Using a wet dishtowel! (Note to Dad: I unplugged the toaster oven first.) I contemplated baking soda but that seemed messy. I also contemplated grabbing my camera to try and get a photo of the actual flames, but ultimately that would have been messier.
Do-over:
I'm nervous. A toaster fire is bound to bring one thing...burnt toast! Awww nuts!
ReplyDeleteM. LaBee, my new favorite thing about this bl*g is you commenting on this bl*g. And my new favorite thing to say is "Awww nuts!"
ReplyDeleteMy new favorite Bee-ism is "Don't you try to trick me!" - I've been saying to everyone from MeatMan to Catman!
ReplyDeleteMatt LaBee might have gotten that from me!
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