Sometimes I wonder how in the hell Joe was able to feed himself for those years when he wasn't dependent upon someone else cooking for him. We all know about the time when Joe made pizza for the kids and forgot to put the cheese on? I didn't think it could get worse. But he did an even better one tonight.
I've been feeling awful all day. So instead of me cooking something healthy, I had Joe pull out some cans of Campbells Soup (I can't eat ANY of their soups...but I keep a few cans around for just this reason. I'm sick and they need food.) The kids refused to eat it, Joe ate it and thought "man that tastes salty", goes to put the last can away and realizes he forgot to add the can of water!
Only Joe would forget its condensed soup.