When the universe conspires your destruction

Sillyman

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So last night, I felt like shit. Everyone was crabby and I was lonely as hell. Nothing unusual. I decided to I would cook some of the hamburger patties we had thawed out. I cooked the burgers, but a little cheese on them, and placed themon slices of bread.

I I had just the ketchup out of the fridge to finish up my little meal, when the bottom of the ketchup bottle apparently disintegrated immediately dumping the equivalent of 4 lbs. of ketchup right onto my kitchen floor.

Luckily for me, I've lived with toddlers before so this kind of mess wasn't anything I couldn't handle. Still, it was really bizarre.

I think I'm traumatized. I'm going to get Post Traumatic Ketchup Disorder. :(
 
Damn, Sillyman. Are you sure we weren't separated at birth?
 
Mustard is the recommended treatment regime for PTKD.



The nice plastic bottles never shatter!

:D


OR is PTKD really Post Traumatic Kink Disorder?

Now, that treatment regime could be interesting.




BTW, just to let you know, I read you! Keep on posting.
 
MissTaken said:
Mustard is the recommended treatment regime for PTKD.

The nice plastic bottles never shatter!

:D

OR is PTKD really Post Traumatic Kink Disorder?

Now, that treatment regime could be interesting.


BTW, just to let you know, I read you! Keep on posting.

It was a plastic bottle! That's the freaky thing! It didn't shatter, It just had a bottom to it one minute, and the next, it didn't! :eek:

I don't know how well I could handle mustard. You are going to have to let me have a shot at the Post Traumatic Kink Disorder Treatment though.
 
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