Originally posted by Snaza
Ha ha.
I have no job
And Cat-Frog's wife put a toaster in the oven.
I love this story!
So, we painted the kitchen on a Wednesday and Thursday. My wife and kid go to visit her friend for the weekend and I'm home all alone. I go out with buddies on Friday night, get hammered, come home and pass out. I get up on Saturday morning (probably closer to afternoon) and turn on the stove, because I'm hungry and don't want to put a lot of effort into making lunch. I go into the other room while the oven heats up and when I come back, there is smoke coming out of the oven. I open it up and there is a fucking toaster in there and it is literally on fire! It had a plastic casing that melted all over the bottom of the oven and it even melted on to the grill that it was sitting on.
You know who was blamed for this? Not the person who put the toaster into the oven and then left it there. No! The person who turns on the oven and doesn't check to see if there is a toaster in there. WTF? I not only had to clean it up, but I had to go to the store and buy a newer, better, more expensive toaster than the one that we had. I'm glad that I was able to get the oven clean or I would have had to go and buy a new one of those too.
I actually have a picture of my toaster oven on my computer at home.
Let that be a warning to all of you who are thinking about getting married...

In conclusion, bighookworm/Cat-frog = wife's bitch^3
Ha ha.
I have no job

And Cat-Frog's wife put a toaster in the oven.

I love this story!
So, we painted the kitchen on a Wednesday and Thursday. My wife and kid go to visit her friend for the weekend and I'm home all alone. I go out with buddies on Friday night, get hammered, come home and pass out. I get up on Saturday morning (probably closer to afternoon) and turn on the stove, because I'm hungry and don't want to put a lot of effort into making lunch. I go into the other room while the oven heats up and when I come back, there is smoke coming out of the oven. I open it up and there is a fucking toaster in there and it is literally on fire! It had a plastic casing that melted all over the bottom of the oven and it even melted on to the grill that it was sitting on.
You know who was blamed for this? Not the person who put the toaster into the oven and then left it there. No! The person who turns on the oven and doesn't check to see if there is a toaster in there. WTF? I not only had to clean it up, but I had to go to the store and buy a newer, better, more expensive toaster than the one that we had. I'm glad that I was able to get the oven clean or I would have had to go and buy a new one of those too.
I actually have a picture of my toaster oven on my computer at home.
Let that be a warning to all of you who are thinking about getting married...

In conclusion, bighookworm/Cat-frog = wife's bitch^3



























