Damn it, I happen to really like Teflon.
I might even go so far as to say that I love it.
I'd much rather have an unlikely and improbable, yet still very, very, very remotely possible health risk than I would have some hypothetical fettucini noodles firmly bonded at a crazy, culinarily molecular level to the bottom of a bare metal sauce pan.
Hell, I do love Teflon.
I feel like I should scamper over to Wal-Mart and snap up all the T-fal that I can get my hands on.
I might even go so far as to say that I love it.
I'd much rather have an unlikely and improbable, yet still very, very, very remotely possible health risk than I would have some hypothetical fettucini noodles firmly bonded at a crazy, culinarily molecular level to the bottom of a bare metal sauce pan.
Hell, I do love Teflon.
I feel like I should scamper over to Wal-Mart and snap up all the T-fal that I can get my hands on.
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