Burnt Myself On A Brisket

I went to pull a brisket off my toaster iron because my oven just gave up.

Now I’m sitting in my room like a derp listening to a guilty pleasure wrote by Donna Summer called “Hot Stuff” with a pack of frozen peas on my hand.

Do I regret burning myself? Heck yes.

Would I do it again to remember a song? Probably.

Ow, but probably.

Reminder to anyone reading this, don’t touch toaster irons when they are on because…it really hurts.

Hope you enjoy the song, I’m going to lie in the fetus position and cry now excuse me.

Link below of song