Idle hands...
Like having to transfer the newly-purchased gallon of milk to quart jars.
Some things are disturbing.
Like the discovered floaties in that new gallon of milk.
Because while occupying his time awaiting a refill, someone *ahem* Blessing #5 *ahem* felt the need to drop a wood chip and a macaroni noodle into the jug.
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2 Comments:
I'm sorry, but I had a really good laugh over that one!
Oh, thank goodness! For a second there, I thought it had been in the gallon of milk already!! LOL!
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