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Sunday, 26 September 2010

Flatmate Chronicles

The Scene: Flatemate in the kitchen, me in the other room relaxing in front of the TV.





FM: Hey gilly, did you know this plastic cup has a hole in it?


Me: Yup. It serves it's purpose.


FM: OK.


(Sounds of the microwave being used.)


FM: Uh-oh.


Me: What?


FM: Nothing.


(Get up from lounge, go to investigate. FM dearest has used said plastic cup to microwave chocolate sauce. Which is now melted all over the bottom of the microwave.)