I am terrified, literally terrified of refridgerated tubes of biscuit dough. The sudden explosion with no warning, the audible POP. Terrified. I pretty much refuse to open them. If DH isn't home, we ain't having rolls! I might as well be holding a lit firecracker with no visible fuse, thats how scared I am.
Just another glimpse into my wacked-out mind~
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*backs away slowly from the crazy lady* ;-)
Your sidebar type is very, very tiny. Either that or I suddenly need a much stronger pair of glasses.
Thanks for letting me know! I'll have to play with the coding tonight.
When I was a kid my mom tried opening one that was on "sale" and I heard this huge pop and a scream and ran out to the kitchen to see three pillsbury pop-n-fresh rolls stuck to our kitchen ceiling. Hadn't thought about that in years. Thanks!
I jump everytime I open a can of biscuits, no joke.
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