Day 263
I can honestly say that I've never had a can opener that works for more than a year. I bought this can opener when we moved into our house and about three or four months ago, it started going wonkey. I refuse to throw this away, so I'm purging it.
The other day, I came home from work and Clint had bought me a new can opener! I think he did it because he witnessed my meltdown one evening when I was trying to open a can of mandarins for Petie and the lid got stuck in three separate places. The new can opener is RITZY. It locks into place on the can and cuts like a dream.
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