its 6AM, a perfect hour to burn my hand in the oven while making pizza for gf
too toasted, black bits, still edible but not very tasty. i'll give my hand one of five forks puntuation. also ouch.
after the "look there is the other part of my hand" episode this morning, we put the oven in pyrolisis/autoclean mode. it wasnt really clean before, but my hand was kinda the last straw i guess
btw i dont really know the difference between oven furnance and stove but i dont really respect the english language to care about. so eh.
the thing is, when it ended, the next happened:
btw i dont really know the difference between oven furnance and stove but i dont really respect the english language to care about. so eh.
the thing is, when it ended, the next happened:
gf: *opens the oven* "look now we just have to clean that dust"
me: "brutal, it is white like dog poop"
gf: >:(
me: "brutal, it is white like dog poop"
gf: >:(
i think im well within my rights to proclaim what my calcinated skin looks like, honestly. so theres that