Alla mattina apri il forno a microonde per scaldare la colazione e ci trovi un contenitore pieno di verdure (nel mio caso broccoli) che avevi scaldato e dimenticato la sera prima.
A proposito, da quando ho visto l’ episodio dei Simpson in cui Homer moriva per due volte di fila per colpa del broccolo killer, non riesco neanche a pensare di mangiare broccoli…
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December 1st, 2008 at 3:39 AM
Che profumello…. 🙂
December 1st, 2008 at 12:36 PM
Urgh, forse sono strano io, ma una situazione del genere la vivrei come un meraviglioso dono del cielo. Hmmm broccoli….
December 1st, 2008 at 8:42 PM
A proposito, da quando ho visto l’ episodio dei Simpson in cui Homer moriva per due volte di fila per colpa del broccolo killer, non riesco neanche a pensare di mangiare broccoli…