My mom was baking banana bread earlier today. She already had four overripe bananas set out on a plate on the counter. Then she went over to the fridge, opened the door, and got out a stick of butter in one hand and two eggs in the other. On her way back to the counter, she dropped the butter. It thudded on the hardwood floor. She bent down, picked it back up, and examined it. One corner was smashed in. Other than that, it was fine, still usable.

Alternate titles:

Better that it was the butter

Good thing it was the butter

Better than the eggs