Sorry to hear that... your confession of these atrocious sins has been heard!  Now go and cook no more!

  Shelter

Me:Mom, is that the microwave?

Mom: Yes! Go get that macaroni you reheated.

Me: (opens microwave)

Me:*poke*Not done.

Mom: You sure?

Me:Yes (puts on for five seconds.Repeat ten times.)

Me: (pulls out a twisted, blackened mess. Resembles lard.)

Me: Mom, I think its...done.

 

 

 

Me: Mom, can I have some cocoa?

Mom: Make it yourself.

Me: Fine.

Me: (Makes and puts in microwave)

Me: (Pulls out and it looks like crap. Literally)

Me: (Drinks.) UUgghh!! It tastes like manure!

Mom: Hannah, do you want me to make it instead?

Me: (Gives cocoa to Lab, PB.)

PB: (Smells and runs away.)