It could easily fit three, but they would get warm and flat.
Two was bad enough.
Beer was partly why I didn't go to TAFE today, bad me.
I hope nobody missed my workshoppy insight too badly.
The other reason for missing school was to spend time with Emily.
She said I should stay home and make an omelette with her.
How am I meant to refuse an offer like that?
Omelette turned into scrambled eggs (as omelettes are wont to do), but scrummy all the same.
Our tiny flat is rapidly filling with appliances, with foot-spa the latest acquisition.