I despise you spatula!
I despise you boiler!
I despise you pot!
I despise you wok!
I despise you chopping board!
I despise you pan!
I love you,Chef!
Actually the reason that I late posting my posts is because I have to cook!
I rather mopping the floor or cleaning toilets but cook? No way Jose!
Every evening,there's a war between me and the kitchen!
The kitchen turns into a Battlefield -This is Sparta-!
Neopolitan Dynamite opposite Napoleon Dynamite
It's not fair when the stove has the ultimate coolest weapons "Oil Bombs" "Tear Gas" "Sharp Swords" and etc.
Bombs from frying fish are experts with their ambush,splashing to my foot,arm and what's next?
I only got towels and oven gloves.I don't have any armor (T.T) unless I used the pot's lid.
Boom! There goes the Curry bomb exploded splashes on the wall.
Aaargh! Tear gas from the onions.
Ouch! Engarde!The sword that disguises as a knife just stabbed my finger.
Disaster date with the kitchen...but in the end...the kitchen roll and I become best friends.We clean the floor together,wipe those curry splashes together and I finally throw you kitchen rolls in the bin.Evil me!
I wish that there's a magic pot that can cook anything that I want to eat.
Magic Pot ~whispers~ "You say it and I cook it!"
I don't have to worry anymore.
"What is the use of being woman that can't even cook?"<----------Tell me something then"What's the use of Restaurants?"
What about marriage?<-------Oh man,I want to live with Cats! Epic Fail in relationships hehehe :P
Cats eat canned food.No need to cook.
Men eat canned Sardines.So?
A Telegram To My Mom:
Labels: Cooking Ridiculousness