I hope her pepper mill is left in the open position and gets clogged. Every increasingly frustrating twist of the useless grinder spewing damp clumps of stale corns or maddening gasps of nothing at all. And then she's left with a sore wrist on her nazi-saluting hand.
I hope her pepper mill is left in the open position and gets clogged. Every increasingly frustrating twist of the useless grinder spewing damp clumps of stale corns or maddening gasps of nothing at all. And then she's left with a sore wrist on her nazi-saluting hand.