Hot Food
So we sit down to eat, and
the potato is a bit hot, so I only put a little bit on my fork and I blow, -blows fork- till it’s cool, just cool, then into the mouth, -swallow, click-
noice. And there’s my brother, he’s doing the same; -blows fork- till it’s cool, just cool, then into the mouth, -swallow, click- noice. And there’s my mom, she’s doing the same; -blows fork- till it’s cool, just cool, then into the mouth, -swallow, click- noice. BUT MY DAD, my dad, what does he do? He stuffs a great
big chunk of potato into his mouth, and then that really does it. His eyes
pop out! He flaps his hand! He blows, he
puffs, he yells, he
bobs his head up and down! He spits bits of potato all over his plate and he turns to us and he goes, “Watch out, everybody, the potato is really hot!” -blank stare-