damn my irish blood

Sep 28, 2008 15:01

In the process of making mashed potatoes, I clogged the drain, broke two pluingers, cut my cand, and burnt my fingers. And so far, all I've done is peel and cut them up and put them on the stove. They aren't even mashed yet.

How have I survived this long?

Leave a comment

Comments 8

bluecrazi_angel September 28 2008, 22:17:50 UTC
Sweetie you do know that you are not suppose to put the skins down the sink? Right...?
I'm sorry you hurt your self though.

Reply


mechanicalhyena September 28 2008, 22:17:52 UTC
You defy both physics and statistics.

Reply


mithras September 28 2008, 22:57:20 UTC
Well, since you're Irish, we can only assume that you were drunk this entire time.

Irishmen only die when they sober up. Or get blown to pieces by the IRA/British Army.

Reply


kelsiarei September 28 2008, 23:17:50 UTC
They told me you were a klutz, but I somehow doubted it could really be -that- bad.

Until this story.

Reply

rosdubh September 29 2008, 01:53:22 UTC
The forks story didn't do it??

Reply

kelsiarei September 29 2008, 03:17:06 UTC
Nope. He seemed pretty non-clumsy when I met him.

Reply


rosdubh September 29 2008, 01:53:58 UTC
Mm, nothing like a little blood on my taters to make 'em tasty!

Can't wait. ;)

Reply


Leave a comment

Up