Saturday, 26 April 2008

RTFM

Make a sentence out of these words: face, on, egg, my. Mr G came back, was led to the offending juicer and, with a smug smile, he flipped the pourer, it clicked and out poured the greyish-purple juice. "You didn't RTFM!" he said. Correct. Me in doghouse, Mr G unwhipped.

2 comments:

Jackie Sayle said...

Oh dear! I really shouldn't have laughed so much when I read this tale. I haven't tried my Lloyd's Chemist juicer yet. Who knows what I could end up with on my face? Egg... or juice?

hydra said...

Let's hope it's only juice. Egg is harder to wipe off!