Once upon a time there was a little girl

Once upon a time there was a little girl and one day her mommy decided it was time for her to learn how to cook sausages.

So she explains, slowly and patiently:”You cut off the ends of the sausages, put a non-stick pan over a medium heat, and then add the sausages.

Keep cooking, moving them around in the pan and turning them over regularly so they all cook evenly.

“The little girl listens, pays attention, and watches closely as her mommy shows her how it’s done.

But this little girl is clever.

And she asks questions:”Mommy, why do you cut off the ends of the sausages?”

The mother is slightly thrown off guard as she doesn’t know, and just tries to avoid the subject.

“That’s just how it’s done, hunny.”

Weeks go by and one day the time has come to eat sausages again and the ritual repeats itself: the mommy explains, the little girl watches and learns, and after some careful consideration she asks the exact same question:”But mommy, you still didn’t tell my why you cut off the ends of the sausages?”

At this point the mother can’t brush off the little girl anymore and tells her she just doesn’t know but they will ask the little girl’s grandmother.

So they drive up to the grandmother’s house, they make conversation, and at some point the little girl just has to ask:

“Grandma, why do you cut off the ends of the sausages?”Just like the mother, the grandmother simply does not know.

She tries to tell the little girl she should just do as she is told but this little girl is persistent.

One thing leads to another and finally they all agree they will ask the little girl’s great grandmother, who is still alive.

So they drive up to the retirement home. Now, you should know the great grandmother is old, getting deaf and she shouts, hence the ALL CAPS.

Once again they try to make conversation, which is not easy because the great grandmother is hard of hearing.

But, you guessed it, the moment finally comes, and the little girl asks:

“Great grandmother, I just have to ask; why do you cut off the ends of the sausages?””WHAT? SPEAK UP, GIRL, I

CAN’T HEAR YOU! SAY THAT AGAIN?”, the great grandmother replies.

The child raises her voice, and asks again:”WHY DO YOU CUT OFF THE ENDS OF THE SAUSAGES?”And the great grandmother goes: “WTF? ARE YOU GUYS STILL USING THAT SMALL FRYING PAN?”