I’ve been talking about this with the microwave and toaster while drinking coffee. We all agreed things are not looking good
I didn’t mention anything to the washing machine as she puts a different spin on things and certainly not to the fridge as he is acting cold and distant.
I did discuss it with the Hoover he said the whole thing sucks.
Meanwhile, the blender has mixed feelings and the taps kept running hot and cold about the idea. The whisk refused to talk about it because she didn’t want to whip things into a frenzy. The eggs kept quiet, they didn’t want to get a beating.
I didn’t check with the oven because she’s far too hot headed.
The trash bin just spouted a whole load of rubbish about the situation and the freezer just gave me a frosty reception.
In the end, the iron calmed me down: she said everything will be fine - no situation is too pressing.
The tin at the back of the cupboard with no label on thinks it’s a total mystery.
The knife made some very cutting remarks.
The squash was very cordial about it all. Unlike the lemon who was very bitter
( borrowed from a friend who stole it from another friend)
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