Eggs, death and chips

 

This morning, my landlord’s brain-dead girlfriend decided to warm up the house with the strong aroma of fried eggs and chips (fries). Now I don’t find the smell of fry-ups objectionable at all, but this woman has a habit of leaving the gas on and disappearing off somewhere. No surprises, if one day she burns the kitchen down. Slow clap, Buk Lau, slow clap!! :/ 🍳 🔥 🏥

Credit: Metro