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[wickedflea]

it's all fun and games having a coffeepot in your office until the goddam thing explodeses brown shit everywheres

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[lulu-girl.livejournal.com]

ewwwwwwwwwwwwww

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

It sucks--there's grounds and shit all over the damn windowsill, all because I didn't get the pot under the basket right. :\

[lulu-girl.livejournal.com]

under the window sill? christ...that's some amazing aim!

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

well, the coffeemaker sits up there--it's one of those sills that's like a foot deep, so I use it as a shelf.

[theodicy.livejournal.com]

Damn. That's like some big coffeemonstrerr come and spit allover your office.

[rottensick.livejournal.com]

Remember your Salsa Nightmare™? (yes, it has been sitting in my Memories for all these years) Well, I stumbled home from the bar drunk as hell, came into my house, went to the fridge to grab a bottle of water, and BAMMMMMMMMMMMMMM this stupid container of sweet and sour sauce falls off the shelf and explodes at my feet, getting all over my shoes.


After I go to barf, the person I was drinking with at the bar phones me frantically saying that he stabbed someone and was hiding from the cops. I, drunk, ask "Well....waddaya want ME to do about it *hic*" My mother frantically dresses to drive down there and help him. She looks at my shoes, assuming I was in this fight as well (though it occured after I left). "Is that blood all over your shoes?" "I don't know..." (I forgot about my sauce accident about 3 seconds after it happened. I managed to clean it up before hand, though.)

It took me until the next morning to realize what it was.