Having recovered from the debacle that was the day after the night before he managed to descend into the world of true incompetence last night.
He managed to burn not one, not two, nor even three but four slices of toast before managing to work out the toaster in the flat thereby filling it with a thick smoke (and setting off the smoke alarms).
Clearly a flat full of smoke is not necessarily the safest place and it becomes even less so when you drop a jar of marmite on the kitchen floor scattering shards of glass all over the shop. The lovely Dennis was not very impressed when she found herself digging marmite smeared shards of glass out of her feet.
He is not very popular today.
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