My roommate and I found ourselves in a predicament recently. That is, that I wanted to eat something from a can, and we had no can-opener. Here's the resultant outcome:
Of course, during the moment we felt rather proud of ourselves because it was working (for lesser values of working) another roommate heard all the noise and came in. She looked at us for a moment and told us she had a can-opener.
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