If you are steaming a vat of vegetables for an unruly brood of children,
and you pick up the lid that is dripping with steaming condensation to stir said vegetables,
and then drop said lid on your foot,
steaming hot water will go through your shoe and sock,
and you will burn your foot.
Just so you know.
2 comments:
Ah, the poetry of pain.
I only wish I could haiku. That would have been *so much cooler.
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