Cooking Disaster

Does anybody know of a good place to get windows replaced? Asking for a friend.

All right, I lied, I’m asking for myself. Why? Well, I just learned that I’m not very good at cooking. Now, those two things might sound like they are completely unrelated. Cooking and window replacement. They probably should be. But when you put me and a kitchen together, disaster strikes.

To tell you the truth, it’s not just regular window replacement I need. It’s window frame replacement. Melbourne citizens will be talking about the great boom of January 2020, with no idea that it was because of an errant dinner. I wanted to make a special treat for my family. I thought I’d cook them a classic Aussie meat pie, homemade. I don’t know if that cow had eaten ammonium nitrate or something, but the mince went kaboom after only a few hours in the microwave. Blew the kitchen windows right out of the wall and sent a sonic boom speeding down the street. Luckily I wasn’t in the kitchen at the time.

Maybe I can make the most out of this. We’ve been wanting a change to our windows anyway. I could find a business that provides aluminium window installation and get that. It would probably look really nice with the smoky meat-stained walls. I don’t see how my family could complain about the everlasting smell of blown up pastry when we have fancy new window frames.

Honestly, this could have gone worse. The last time I tried cooking, it almost caused a nuclear threat to rival the destruction of Chernobyl. How was I supposed to know that you weren’t supposed to leave the microwave on for three straight days with a bar of plutonium inside? I read online that it makes the food zingy! It’s not like we’ve mutated from the radiation or anything, so I don’t see the big deal. In fact, I think my kids might actually be smarter now. If only I could have mutated some cooking skills.