Alright, story time!!
About a year or so ago, my mom was cooking with our electric mixer. All of a sudden, she hears a loud 'POP' and the mixer turns off. She looks down and sees Lydia, my little sister, with a pair of dognail clippers... and the wire cut in half. We still have a black spot on our silverware drawers from where it exploded. I thought it was hilarious. Lydia, however, did not. She started crying, poor thing. Now we have a pink mixer, with which, I'm in the process of making a cake!!!!
The end.
And I'm changing my signature.
~(@ {Sarah} @)~
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