My Uncle Thought He Was the BBQ King
At the family barbecue, my uncle proudly declared,
“Nobody cooks burgers better than me.”
Five minutes later, smoke filled the backyard.
Dad asked,
“Are the burgers done?”
Uncle looked at the grill.
“They’re… well done.”
Dad picked one up.
“It crunches.”
Uncle smiled proudly.
“That’s called texture.”
Grandma took one bite and whispered,
“I think this burger fought back.”
Everyone burst into laughter.
Uncle shrugged.
“At least nobody will ask for it medium rare.”
Even he couldn’t stop laughing.
😂 Moral: Confidence can cook dinner… but it can’t un-burn it.