AGH I JUST BURNED MY LEG!! Seriously! OUCH! MY LEGS BURNING LIKE MY MATH TEACHER'S EYES WHEN YOU DON'T DO HER HOMEWORK! DAFT THAT HURT! I hate working in the kitchen with a passion. Hate is a strong word. I hate hate hate working in the kitchen. I can't cook worth a snake's leg and THAT is why I must get married. Simple enough formula right? No. Because now I'm told girls love a man who can cook! STORY OF MY LIFE!
I've only said the things above because I burned my leg and can't remember what I was really gonna say. Your loss.