Ami dropped custard powder in the kitchen today. It was so hilarious, dad and I could barely stand straight as we doubled over with laughter. Like a scene out of a comic movie, the carton exploded in a cloud of powdery dust and settled all over the counter top. The windows. The bottles and jars. And that was just the beginning.
Mother was not pleased. Amu was embarassed but only momentarily, as she should be.
Out came the sponges and mops, the custardy mess cleaned by eight pairs of hands in 20 minutes. Aah, to spend the evening at home after dinner. Entertainment guaranteed.
The antics Amu employed to open that fateful carton will forever remain a secret.
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You're back Home!!! So am I. :)
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