Rap in the Kitchen

Gotta be round

Thick with mass

Bend over baby

Wiggle your ass

Ha ha!

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING? ARE YOU LISTENING TO RAP?

Gasp!

What’s my rule about rap in my kitchen, you little bastard?

No hip hop music in the kitchen.

And what happens if you break a rule?

You break a bone.

Seconds earlier…

The rocket’s losing structural integrity! I think it’s going to bl-

And thus, the rocket exploded. But wait! Something’s falling back to earth…

A bad choice in the kitchen…

If you ever play rap in my kitchen again, I’m gonna make soup stock out of your bones!

I won’t listen to no rappers no more, I promise.

A precariously open window…

NOW GET BACK TO WORK!

Unleashes chaos…

Ping!

Did you just throw something at me? What the hell’s that?

I… I didn’t do nothing Angry Chef! I swear!

2 Live Crew? As Nasty As They Wanna Be? BETTER START RUNNING!

Soon…

Don’t worry, Toast. You’ll be safe from Angry Chef under there.

All I’m saying is that science is for creeps. What kind of guy can dissect a squid but can’t look a woman in the eye?