How about when you get into a big fight with your dad because the lembas you just kleptoed the waffle-iron for tastes nothing like waffles? Not that I did that, of course. And then you get into a fight with your mother because while trying to explain why the waffle iron was being used for something that isn't a waffle, she completely mistook the identity of what I was baking...er... mistook the identity of what that person was baking... *hehe... clever me... they'll never know...*
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