“ Women scare me. They’ve made me do all sorts of things I would never have done if they hadn’t cast some powerful spell on me.”
Especially those who have and know how to swing an iron skillet!
Especially those who have and know how to swing an iron skillet!
Ha! You remind me of a story we heard at an Oregon Trail museum. The wagons had pulled up for the night, & everyone had given each other some distance for privacy. One woman’s husband decided to ride out to see if he could find some game. While he was away, the wife set up for dinner & brought out a salted pork to prepare. Suddenly a bear came out from the bushes & tried to take it. She wasn’t about to let that happen & hit it with a skillet. The bear didn’t go away. So she hit it again, & killed it. She then called the other people in the train to come help butcher the bear.
When her husband got back, he didn’t believe her story, until confirmed by others. The next time the woman went to use the skillet, it was gone. The husband figured if she could kill a bear with it, she could kill him, too, & disposed of it somewhere along the way.
Recently I dropped something from a shelf onto my face and gave myself a black eye. I told the children that I came home drunk and their mother hit me with the frying pan.