This is an interesting thread.
A girl who can cook? Uh-oh. *grabs cook books* I have to start studying! *flips through pages as fast as she can*
*ahem* I now present to you: The Epic Story of the Popcorn Incident
I had a friend who was my dad's guitar student. Every day he would come over to my house and we would play video games for hours. (We liked to bicker over what type of game to play: I was really good at two-player fighting games and he beat me at racing games...so as you can imagine, we had a hard time compromising on what game to play. Eventually we just started playing cooperative-type games, but of course we still found something to argue and tease each other about, lol! It was a really funny friendship because he knew me better than any of my friends ever have, yet in a strange way we never really acknowledged that we were friends...I mean, he saw me at my best and my worst. On the weekends, sometimes he would come over and I would be wearing a Pirates shirt and some old pajama pants with fuzzy pink slippers and my hair tied up in a messy bun. Even if I was really grumpy or really hyper, it didn't seem to matter. It was one of those "rain or shine" type of things, something I could count on no matter what, which was cool. I wish I wouldn't have taken our friendship for granted as much as I did though.
After four years, I moved 3,000 miles away and we have lost contact. I am afraid if I send him a letter his sister's evil rotten boyfriend might find it and give him a hard time. I am heart-broken and blah blah blah...yeah. Anyway, back to the story!)
So, we were playing video-games and it was getting later in the day and so I thought I would get a snack. We both decided some popcorn would be good, so I went out to the kitchen and grabbed a package of microwave popcorn and chucked it in the microwave. You thought that was it? WRONG! After three long minutes, it went *bing!* Guess what happened? When I opened the microwave...nothing happened. Something smelt really burnt, but that was about it. When I got it out of the microwave, I set it on the stove. Just when I was about to open it...
VVWHHOOOOOM! This big cloud of smoke came billowing out of the popcorn, and suddenly the aroma of...really burnt something...wafted into the kitchen, throughout the dining room, and into the living room. (our house was really small) Being my curious self, I poked it, and sure enough, a big puff of smoke came out of the bag. It looked like a little dragon that said "Act III" on it. Haha!
Then I noticed that I had forgotten to take off the wrapper...and it was melted all over the microwave! Oh the horror! T_T
Yep. I can't even make microwave popcorn. And I haven't even started on the spaghetti...ohh...*painful memories*