The other night, I was making dinner with my handy dandy sidekick Joel. He sits on the counter next to my cutting board every night while I make dinner. Last night, I grabbed an onion for our sweet potato curry and began slicing it. Joel randomly burst into tears. I asked myself what the heck just happened? So, I went to the source and I asked Joel what was wrong. He looked at me between sobs and said, "Onion, eyes, owie!" Yep. He was crying because onions make you cry. Brilliant!! Side note: this onion was not strong enough to necessitate tears. In fact, it didn't hurt at all. But in that little brain of his, all onions equal tears.
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