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Who needs cooking anyway?
Making your own dinner, man, it seems easy, but I know it isn't. I live on my own for about 15 months at the moment of writing this, and still I can't manage to cook a proper dinner.When you cook, and you realise your dinner is going to get worse than the bombing on Hiroshima, you can only hope it wont be ending up killing between 130,000 to 150,000 people. When you also fear your dinner is going to explode in your pan(s) with the force of 12,000 tons of TNT, you may consider the following solution:
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*note: the desk above is not mine, just a picture I ripped from the internet using ... Google. So for the people who recognize this desk, don't bother this guy and blame him being me. Only I am me! And not him/her!
Microwavedinners! May the gods be praised for this genius invention! Since I became a single guy again (bitches!) I started to love my microwave. It's fun to use. And because I'm a lazy unemployed bastard, it's too much trouble for me to go get some dinner outside. So what I do is go to the store once in a while (not too much, it makes me tired) and get lots of factory-made-food (I like to call it that) and put it in a storage room. So when I'm hungry, I just get pizza, lasagna, and other crap with no taste in it, put it in the microwave, wait a few minutes ... and BAM! Dinner's served!
But there's a downside to it,
and I have it now: anaemia.
I have a shortage of endosperms and not enough iron and salts in my blood. But
it is fun for two reasons I can think of right now:
1) You sleep 12 hours a day/night.
2) Whenever there's a boring conversation, you just fall asleep (if that doesn't
come in handy, I don't know what else)
But hey, I don't want to spoil your microwave fun. Go crazy, get sick for all
I care!
Bon appetit!
(started 03-31-05)
(last updated 03-31-05)
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