Making Jello

Making jello is pretty difficult.

No, stop laughing, it's not nice. If you're rude you won't get any at the end of this.

Ok, now that you've quieted down, I'll explain. I read the box and was following the instructions, so I got this small pot and filled it with about a cup of water, and then started heating it up. As it started to get bubbly I added in the jello mix, and it occurred to me right after I did it that this might be a bad idea because the mix might burn or something since it's exposed to an open fire under the pot.

So anyways, a big cloud of smoke starts pouring out of the jello, and I'm worrying that maybe I really did make a mistake. But then it started forming a shape, and I started to recognize it.

"Hey Odin, what's up?" I said to the Norse god who decided to haunt my kitchen, "What are you doing here in Texas?"

"Fool! You know not what thou hath done!" Odin's voice poured thunderously from the smoky visage.

"Man, Odin, why you gotta be this way."

But I started to see his point when I checked on my jello, as a maniacal, cackling face appeared in my jello, and out of it rose a maniacal man who I also quite quickly recognized.

"Woah, Loki, I thought you were banned from Earth after tipping over some cows or something." but he wasn't really listening to me as he jumped up and broke through my ceiling, apparently flying through the air. Odin's face was now grimacing at me.

"Sorry. I'll try not to add the jello mix in before you take off the heat." I said to Odin.

"Ack. Well, thou did not know. I'll hath him rounded up eventuallye. Just remember next time. Oh, and enjoy the jello."

"Really, it's not ruined? That's pretty sweet."

So, you know, Odin and I were cool, so things weren't too bad. And the jello did turn out ok, but I learned my lesson about following instructions. For reals.