thursday evening. the maple syrup bottle won't give! the adjustable wrench goes into play. though the cap is strong, the certainty of steel is stronger, and the cap gives way to reveal the beautiful maple syrup. and in a horrifying twist of fate, i look down at my desk to see a thousand tiny shards of fuCKING MICROPLASTICS FUCK
I'm amused by you reaching for a wrench before you microwaved it for 5 seconds to loosen the sugar crystals. May your next syrup bring you peace and waffles.
the pearly gates won't open for the twat who thought it was a good idea to put plastic caps on maple syrup bottles
I'm amused by you reaching for a wrench before you microwaved it for 5 seconds to loosen the sugar crystals. May your next syrup bring you peace and waffles.
i am not known for my intellect also microwaving plastic feels icky even if for 5 seconds
did you try putting hot water on the cap
i, in fact, did not try putting hot water on the cap. if i wasn't feeling stupid before i sure am now