explosive cooking

we are supposed to have some sort of farewell dinner with yvette, wadge’s gf who’s over to visit from the states. the dinner’s meant to be at hog’s breath civic, and wadge booked a table for us.

at abt 6.11pm, wadge called.

wadge: you won’t believe this. i am serious though.

me: wassup?

wadge: hog’s breath just called. their kitchen exploded, they can’t cook dinners tonight!!!

me: whaaattttt?!!?1 you are kidding me!?!?!?!

wadge: no i am not ahaha, i am serious!! their kitchen exploded or something. or maybe just an oven failure..

me: but still!

wadge: yer, anyways they moved out booking to hog’s breath woden.

me: er ok, but… did YOU blew it up wadge!?!? how could you!!!!

wadge: i did not!

me: yes u did! how could you man!! that’s so mean!

wadge: well ok fine, i did!

me: I KNEW IT!!!!

wadge needs anger management… i am serious!