Really?

On St. Patrick's Day I woke up extra early because I had to get some cooking done! I was having guests over for lunch and dinner so it was a severely happy day for me.

I busily washed off my corned beef and put it in its pot with water to boil. Then . . .

What? What happened to my knobs!

Where? Where are they!

How? How am I supposed to cook!
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Well there's only one WHO isn't there! HE had just left with a quick "Bye! I'll see you later!" before I discovered his perfidy.
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He was CLEANING them. Its my cross to bear.