I had to, right?

Crock pot and I have a history. My running buddy is simply obsessed with it, so of course I made fun of him endlessly calling him nasty names like pepaw and gramps, and constantly asked him if he’s misplaced his dentures again. It’s been a running joke (get it) between us—and now I’m sure I will never hear the end of it.

Karma’s a bitch, and that bitch loves slow-cooked pot roast.

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