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Besides a fear of small cockroaches, I fear those biscuit cans! They are not really cans, but exploding scary things! When I was a kid I used to love opening those things for my mom. I loved how they "exploded" when I peeled the paper far enough. Until one day it exploded and cut my finger.

Over the years I have dreaded opening those things because one almost cut my finger off.. well, it just made it bleed pretty good! I have always had my hubby open those things for me, but when he is not around I wear oven mits to open them and I hold it as far from me as I can. It's quite an ordeal ya know. I really hate it too when I peel off all the paper and doesn't don't blow up so I have to hit the end on the counter. Eeeek!  

Doesn't this just seem silly? (I think so too, but I hate those things!)

Today, my hubby was not able to open one for me. I had my oven mits on and I started to peel the paper. Only a tiny bit of paper came off. I was frustrated. I took off an oven mit and carefully tried to get more paper  to come off because I only peeled about 2 inches. It exploded! I screamed.

Thankfully, I didn't get cut... but the tip of my thumb is bruised!!!!!

All for the love of the once in a while homestyle buttermilk biscuits with sausage gravy.

My thumb hurts! It was almost worth it though. I make a mean sausage gravy!