Because the situation presented itself and in a flabbergasting display of insensitivity I felt COMPELLED to blog about your suffering.
What kind of awful person does that???
A blogger. Yes.... It is your great mis-fortune to have a blogger in your life.
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You know who you are. The people who shun the Dreaded Canisters of Doom otherwise known as the Biscuits in a Can. Biscuits. In a CAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Some of us Tra La La blithely through life with nary a nano-second of thought lost wondering
what could happen if we were to take one of those canisters that are packed with such astounding pressure-- chock full of Biscuit dough-- and SMASH them against an available counter..I couldn't help myself.
They were delicious.
(No animals were harmed in the documentation of the Biscuit Can Of Doom Documentary)
3 comments:
LMAO! Kitty doesn't seem to be worried.
I know, I heartlessly smash them on the counter edge too.
Haahaa!
hahaha! I have that phobia! You should see me trying to open a can of biscuits!
I dread that explosion as well. Almost more than when you are trying to get on the escalator without it eating you alive under those teeth.LOL.
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