I love Cracola to death but she has a very strange relationship with bleach.
Incident 1: We needed to bleach our toothbrushes. I told her 1 drop of bleach to a gallon of water was safe. She filled a cup up with bleach and plunged our toothbrushes into it. Oh well, cheaper than Crest White Strips.
Incident 2: At the horrible, awful, disgusting Gellert Baths in Budapest, she looked at me and said, "I knew I should have brought the bleach with me."
Incident 3: The other night when we were making the chicken, I put the chicken in a bowl before I pounded it. With a devilish twinkle in her eye, she reached for the bleach and said, "Maybe I'll just put a drop in to sterilize the chicken." Mmmmm...bleached chicken.
I'm sure that the chicken is healthier than licking a toilet.
Bleach is your friend.
BTW...
How do I get to see the photo album?
Posted by: BEEE240 | July 06, 2005 at 03:03 PM