Yikes, Jess!!!
'Smile Time'
Natter 68: Bork Bork Bork
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I do love me some Apartment Therapy, Amy. (I'm still mad that Domino got cancelled.)
I did not set anything on fire tonight, Jessica, but I DID set my parents kitchen on fire three time between 12 and 17. Accidentally, I swear.
But now you get to go new toaster-oven shopping!
That sounded like more fun in my head.
In other product news, tonight I tried the Reed's Ginger "Brew," and not so much! Am I seriously going to have to buy the local one from the 7-11 for a proper Dark & Stormy at home??
Eek, Jess! Maybe don't burn your house down?
So...anyone else's evening involve setting a toaster oven on fire? Just me then?
Not tonight.
I mean, it's happened before.
Clearly.
Fire extinguishers are good.
Everything okay, Jessica?
So...anyone else's evening involve setting a toaster oven on fire?
My apartment-mate did that . In 1995. Slacker! I've told that story here, maybe?
Anyway, typical college student found appliance, didn't work right: spring mechanism was broken. We all knew this, so we'd watch the toaster. One of my roommates was a notorious flake. Add to that I was working in a family owned bagel shop, and they'd always send me home with as many dayolds as I wanted, so we always had bagels.
Tanya put a sesame seed bagel in the toaster and apparently got distracted. I start hearing an alarming popping sound from my room and smell smoke as the smoke alarm begins to blare. Run to the kitchen and Tanya is standing in front of a flaming toaster. Popping sound was sesame seeds exploding. Tanya grabs the FLOUR to throw and I screech at her NO!!! and knock her into the wall as I rush to the counter. I yank the plug from the wall, shove open the kitchen window and by the cord, lob the flaming toaster out onto the walk. Right at class change time, freaking a bunch of students out.
We became known as the Flaming Toaster Bomb apartment.
We became known as the Flaming Toaster Bomb apartment.
And *I* have a bad rep?
That is hilarious so long as no one was hurt.
Well, Tanya's feelings were hurt when she procured us a new toaster and we forbade her to use it without supervision... but she'd burn dinner on a regular basis anyway. We kinda forbade her from using any open heat element.
And her dignity took a beating when I went out (with quite the audience) to retrieve the burnt out wreck because she was too embarrassed to. Of course I told them who was responsible.
Oh, and that was the era of the common windows screensaver of a flying toaster. Yes, a parody was created and hacked into every windows box in the computer labs on campus (this was 1995, maybe half the campus relied on the labs for their computer needs.)