There was a pan of brownies on my clothes washer, which happens to reside in my kitchen.
When I started a load of laundry, I snuck a corner.
When I unloaded the dishwasher, I snuck an edge.
When I swept, I snuck just a slice.
After lunch, I had merely a small piece.
When I put the clothes in the drier, I evened up the pan.
When I loaded the dishwasher, I tried a sample.
When I washed the floor, I had some crumbs.
When I took out the trash, I had but a small bit.
Which leads me to conclude: Brownies don't make me fat. Housework makes me fat.
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3 comments:
Interesting observation. From now on, more brownies, less housework.
hilarious! I completely agree with your finding.
Absolutely!!
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