Melt butter in a large skillet over medium-high heat
And the phone rings; the butter sizzles, smokes, burns.
Melt butter in a large skillet….
Another pound. And the doorbell buzzes. She ignores it but the dogs won’t quit barking and maybe it’s the upsguy with her order….
Melt butter in a…
And in walks Trotwood with what’s obviously a mouse tail dangling between her lips…
So that’s dealt with: Trotwood, banished to the backyard, snacks in peace.
Cell trills: Pick me up now plz
“#!@ He said he had a ride home…!”
She switches off the flame
And it’s a Taco Tuesday night.