brisuscheez

So here's my Sunday -
I cooked tortellini for lunch and while doing so scalded my hand from the boiling water.
Later, as I'm talking with my roommate I spy a bug on my hand and think: "Aha! Here's my chance to get you fruit fly!" and smack my hands together.
I wish I could put a face here that looks at my joy to pain.
My roommate says it was hilarious.

But then again I reminded her that her cat's feet go in the litterbox when she had the kitty's feet in her mouth playing with him.

Revenge is mine!