That picture needs some explaination.
Picture this!!!! Mr S and I are cooking up the big eats on pictured table. Doing it Shrek style, dent the cans, sit on there side atop the cooker. When the dents pop out, dinner is hot and done, good to eat, you could say!!!!!!
Well, Mr S, fuked up biggy time. Terrorist is my instantdiscription of the man.
Already my cloths were in the wash, getting cleaned from somthing going wrong Sat night.
Back to dinner, Mr S stated he thought his "Big Eat" was about done. Yup very true the tins dents well gone, and the ends bulging a little. He was figuring out some method of getting the tin off the cooker. I was thinking "WELL GET IT DONE ALREADY AND STOP PISSING ABOUT" There was no time at all to actually spit the words from my mouth. In a "Cracking instant" "BANG FUKIN BOOM!!!!!" I turn there is this exploding "Big Eat"
. The contents headed straight for me, smack all over me arm and body, a good and painful burn to me wrist, the explosion threw me from my chair in fear.
Once composed and standing again, givin the bod a quick W.O.F. Assesing the pictured table.... Mr S's dinner was about "shot". The table was covered, the lid of the can on the table with all the food. "Where is the tin?" A hunt found the can a good 5mtrs in the oposite direction in the bush.
Never have I seen such a thing..... there is more to the story. But as you can tell by the pic discription Mr Swas making a major missrepresntaion of events.
Funnily enough though, he cooked all following "Big Eats" in a pot over the cooker..... I am on the other hand, suffering flash backs, traumer, and fear.
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