Toast always lands butter-side up. Or, if you're really lucky, jelly side up! On your roommate's blanket. Argh.
And before Papa can make a witty comment: No, I did not clean it up with soy sauce.
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2 comments:
OK, not a witty comment, just a brainless one: I thought it always landed butter-side *down*. If it landed jelly-side up, why was it hard to clean off?
Oh. Right. lol. Becca fail.
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