The other day, I decided to cook dinner.
The thing is, I can't cook.
I've tried, but it never tasted the way it should.
Or it's completely burnt.
This is what happened.
Me: I'm gonna cook dinner!
Dad and brother: Silence
Mother of god, not again |
So I went to the kitchen and started preparing..
Cooking mama |
Suddenly, my dad pops up out of nowhere and looks at what I'm doing.
He pointed to what was on the table and said,
That's onions.
I was a bit offended.
I know what onions are.
I can't cook, but I can tell onions from potatoes.
Winner winner chicken dinner |
The food came out pretty decent.
I felt proud.
And so we sat down on the table and as my dad sliced it.
Oops |
Blood.
It was extremely raw.
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