What happened? A kitchen disaster story

My teenage boy sent me this picture in the most inopportune time. I was at a wound specialist appointment with his twin brother.

I burst out laughing and the entire waiting room stared at me.

His text read, “Is it supposed to do that?”

“Nope, honey it’s definetly not. Don’t touch anything I will be home in a few hours.”

I showed the entire waiting room everyone got a good laugh at my kitchen disaster story.

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