Maybe one about the mother who busted the terlet when she slammed her big hamsteaks on it.
Call it a sit-com.
One of my kids had a similar unpaid internship for James Cameron. He wasn’t a film major, but got the job because he was an aficionado of old films and was able to reference them when appropriate (whereas a lot of his peers refused to watch b&w films).
Call it a sit-com.
Fortunately, I had just set the coffee down because it was too hot to drink.
LOL. You are ON your game today...
And I’d bet that big chip that’s fused to her shoulder didn’t help the porcelain god, either.