You know, this is just like the time I bought some garlic mayonnaise. It seemed like it might be good on a sandwich, but when I opened it, it stunk to high heaven, so I put it in the back of the refrigerator. Every time I opened my fridge, I’d see it there and wonder if I should throw it out, but I’d decide, “Nah, it still hasn’t reached the expiration date,” or “Nah, I’m sure I’ll have an appetite for it eventually,” or “Nah, I just hate to waste food.”
Well, a few months went by, and the mayo spoiled. I kept making excuses not to throw it out, but it wasn’t because I really wanted it... I was being lazy, and I didn’t think it mattered all that much. Pretty soon the entire fridge smelled like garlic and rotten eggs. I finally did something when the mayonnaise rolled off the shelf and knocked a perfectly good jar of maraschino cherries onto the floor. They were so sweet, and now they’re gone! Senseless.
Even after I threw the mayo out, everything else in the fridge has a nasty garlic aftertaste. I guess it was in there for so long that all the other food soaked up a little of that vile flavor. Also, I think the pickles got mad and ran off to join a furry site, or something. I totally screwed up... I really should have done something about this when I had the chance.