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The Clam, He Burn Me

February 1st, 2008 · 2 Comments

Fucking ouch. Whilst working on my video installation for tomorrow’s First Friday show (you remember that, don’t you? And you’re coming? Awesome!), I stopped to make myself a soup ‘n’ sandwich. The making of the sandwich was uneventful as such things go — mayo, pickle loaf (don’t judge me), tomato, cheese, pickles, wheat bread.

But it was the clam chowder that done me wrong, for when I opened the microwave and went to stir the quite-hot chowder, something inside of it exploded and sprayed me down with boiling soup. Which is really surprisingly painful, particularly when you’re shirtless.

It’s funny. But now I have all these painful chowder burns on my chest and stomach and upper arms. It’s no less painful for being absurd.

Christ. Ouch. Ouch. Ouch.

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2 responses so far ↓

  • 1 Beaton // Feb 1, 2008 at 10:33 am

    Chowder burns were central to the plot of my CSI spec script.

    I’m still waiting to hear back on that one…

  • 2 Joe T. // Feb 1, 2008 at 12:22 pm

    New England or Manhattan?

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