What does my Significant Other think of me?

Last night, I was cooking dinner.

I took a large celeriac in a plastic bag out of the fridge and asked my wife whether she wanted it with our meal. With a look of surprise on her face, she said “What’s that, a human head?”.

As if I normally keep my severed heads in plastic bags in the fridge!

Normality in the Rosam household.

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