I once made melba toast in a restaurant I worked in. ten loaves of the bloody stuff.
Came in the next day… box missing.
Cleaner admitted she’d thought it was stale bread and chucked it.
I’ll look after any bikes that don’t have spoons attached once you’re dead. (3 Hours to an “I’ll have your bikes” post. What is this place coming to?)
If your woman cannot cook then you are doomed.
🙄
Whereas men that won’t can’t cook are just an embarrassment 😉
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