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Then It Hit Me

 

It's cast iron

not just aluminum

 

my wife's fryin' pan

is a lethal weapon

 

the doc says my swelling

should go down in about two weeks

 

at least it distracts from

the black eye

 

people always ask me

what happened

 

I tell them it was an accident

I fell off the roof

 

in the meantime I don't fry eggs

or cook anything in a frying pan

 

I don't want it too easily available

it can suddenly be turned into a weapon

 

I always loved that fryin' pan

but then it hit me

 

you should have to have a license

to have a damn skillet.

 

 

â—„ KOREA

We Live To Eat â–º

Comments

d.knape

Sat 14th Dec 2019 13:33


don't agitate your wife
while in the vicinity of the stove.

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