Monday, May 30, 2005

Karma, byatch.

Tonight while cooking dinner, Jeff smacked himself in the face with a frying pan and split his lip. (I'll pause while you read that sentence again.)

I witnessed the whole thing, and I STILL can't tell you exactly how it happened.

7 comments:

keesh said...

Aw, maybe you can get him a book "How not to do dumb things when in the kitchen for dummies"

HA :)

Jen said...

And all night, I'd just start giggling out of nowhere and he'd be like, "Don't say it."

It was just the weirdest thing. He picked up the pan, like, too HARD or something and the force, the gravitational pull, if you will, made it fly up into his face.

Or maybe it was one of my guardian angels. =-) Except that's not a very angel-like thing to do.

Jen said...

Somehow, that doesn't even surprise me.

Jen said...

I like guys right after they work out, all sweaty and manly.

Nik said...

MMmmmm, I love burnt nipples! The smell of burnt hair and flesh, don't get much better. lol
Renee, back up off my man beeotch!! I love Steve Y (have since I was 12 yrs. old)

Nik said...

Oh yeah, Jeff and the frying pan: too damn funny! Wish you had a video for us to see!!

Nik said...

Renee-- share Stevie Y, hell yeah!!
Ironically enough, the show on ESPN is called Teammates! lmao
I love that show too, but I've only ever seen the same 3 episodes.