Well, my fridge doesn't like to fool around--she's a little cold. So I have to sneak up on 'er,jerk the door open and ram my stick in the butter compartment. I don't like to over do it tho----butter's not cheap. My fridge is --she just won't admit it. Plays it coy,the bitch.
One side of my toaster is broken. It doesn't toast one side of the toast. So my toaster and I aren't on speaking terms at the moment