Hope is locked in the dining room whenever Jack doesn't throw her into the yard, it is a sad life of incarceration.
Dying with Fat (in June!)
Cheese Soufflé may actually increase Jack's cheese and butter consumption, which I didn't think possible.
He's going to try and use cellulose parmesan and butter in place of flour, and you know it.
If Julia Child manages to Kill Jack with this, where god and energy drinks have failed, she will become even more of a hero.
Watching him gimp hand through the work would be pitiful if we didn't hate him so much, instead it's just infuriating.
The fuck ups pile up and he keeps saying "we're fine"
I was hoping the granite pan or stove would melt the side of the floppy bowl, but we are not so lucky.
Jack made a shitt loaf.
Jack actually made disgusted face BEFORE he took the bite, I wonder if it somehow stinks.
For once Jack can't describe what something tastes like, but the lack of an "AMAZING" is telling.