Have you ever purchased 4 kitchen pans and they look all sparkly and nice. You use them and clean them and they still look super nice. Then one day, *somebody* ruins two of them and gets them looking all fokked up. That’s okay though, cuz it’s only 2 and the other 2 still look good. Then some time later that same *somebody* — instead of using the two that already look busted — use the other two nice ones and ruin those too because I guess having all 4 look ugly as fok is better than just having 2 gross looking ones?
No? Just me? I guess I’m lucky?
I ain’t replacing em. Those ugly pans are staying. Maybe I’ll give em to a certain *somebody* for xmas this year. Imma wrap em all pretty and stuff and be like TA DAAAAAAAAA! Ugly pans for you! Since you know, they clearly like their pans ugly.
Unrelated but somewhat related…
Have you ever blown your nose and you know something came out but for some reason you can’t find it? Like, you’ve looked all over the place — your hands, your arms, your armpits, your face, your hair, your clothes, the counter, the sink, the floor, and it’s just nowhere to be found? You spend days looking for it too… like where could it have possibly gone? Did it vanish into the ethersphere? What a total mystery. And then some weeks later you randomly open a low ground kitchen cabinet door and right on the top edge of it is where your mystery surprise had landed and hidden away?
No? I guess I’m the special one? Should’ve saved the mystery projectile to stick onto the xmas pans. Oh well.
Also unrelatedly. Actually no, equally as baffling…
Has anyone ever breathed near you and then you’re like why does it smell like roast pork here but you know they haven’t eaten roast pork lately and so then you wonder why they’re emitting such a strong but specific scent? Like… they’re not even mouth breathing either — the smells are coming straight out of their nostrils. So then you’re wondering what’s happening inside of them to produce such exquisite roast pork smells? Then you also wonder how hard must they be breathing through their nostrils for that scent to reach you since it’s not like y’all are nose to nose inches apart, y’all standing a few feet apart. Then you’re wondering what kind of wind turbines they must have running in their nostrils for that smell to reach you so deeply? And what’s worse is as peculiar as this situation is, you’re now suddenly craving roast pork? Not even some random roast pork but the Cantonese style roast pork where they have that stuff hanging in the windows of restaurants in Chinatown. Innidit strange? 🤔
No? Can’t relate? Just me?
Maybe my sense of smell is way too sensitive. Really not sure if this is a gift or a curse. Hmm…
Why is life such a mystery? So strange 😬