Just expliquer that when we had a kitchen that was no bigger than a breadbox, we used to burn ourselves all the time because we would faire la cuisine while HAMMERED and then the burns would become scabs and they would look amazing and whoever DIDN'T have a burn scab, felt very jalouse of the person who DID have a burn scab. You could perhaps explique how one particular burn on your wrist was very scabby and burniful and so in the middle of an awkward conversation about Fake Larry's ("Fake" Larry because he was initially confused with Old Burnface Larry) dog being horny you interrupted to shove your burn scab in his face and ask "wanna see my burrrrrrrrn?" Also, you can maybe mention that we had kinder surprise burned pirate parrot collection and our favorite was called Old Burnface in honor of your pal Old Burnface Larry (both whom had burnfaces). Also, maybe you shouldn't mention any of this because I see how someone might think it's gross. I mean, Fake Larry was way Gee Ampersand Why and HE thought it was kind of weird. He didn't even FAKE like he wanted to see your burn. Whatever, I meant to type "urn" which is of course, another word for the female anatomy.Pirates. Burnfaces. Fake Larry. Fake languages. Can't imagine how anyone wouldn't know what we're talking about. Also, I posted this because a Google search for "Fake Larry" yielded only some lame result about some dude on a guest spot for Larry King which is obviously insufficient.
