A Box Of Beer, A Fountain Of Beer . . .

The other day, Noisemaker bought for me, a box of beer.  Thankful, I was.

 

My wrists do not function/work to the ability they once did, I struggle.  I struggle just trying to open a box of beer.  For about a year, I just cut the box top on the box of beer and go for it...

 

Oh my, I got my little slicer out to break down the box of beer and by accident sliced into to two cans of beers.  My word, it was a beer fountain.  At the moment of happening, I stood there and laugh...second moment, eh - I could have a flood of beer here.  I grab towels, yell stop, stop, stop and giggle, giggle, giggle.  Too Funny.  I trust you can all see the picture.  

 

I simply wanted to place four beer in the fridge, I end up with an explosion of beer and then I sit and giggle.

 

And, I still am. 

 

Enjoy your weekend.