Read Your Labels

This summer I went camping with my girlfriends. We had a terrific time with plenty of laughs, food, and drinks. One morning we decided to make omelettes. The picnic table was full of snacks, beverages and miscellaneous items so I cleared off a space and starting chopping mushrooms and onions. Several of the girls joined in and helped prep veggies while I started the camp stove. Everyone was chopping, cutting, talking and laughing at the same time. I grapped the blue can of crisco, sprayed the pan, and threw in the mushrooms. A few seconds later a horrible taste was in my throut and the pan on the stove was smoking. Oh, my gosh! I had grapped the BLUE can of OFF instead of the blue can of crisco!