By the end of the night, all that was left in the pan was a few scraps.
So, I left them out.
I admit it, I get lazy sometimes.
Anyway, the next morning, I did something I shouldn't have done.
But, Clay did it too.
We ate just a bite or two off what was left of the brownie scraps.
Then, I can't remember his exact words, but I hear Clay say something like,
"Gecko, anyone?"
IN THE BROWNIE PAN!!!!!!
I don't think we have ever had one in the house before.
Now, it is not only in our house, but in our kitchen, on our stove, IN A PAN OF BROWNIES!!!!
Actually, it must have been hiding under a piece.
I still feel like throwing up.
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