Go to eat my sandwich, there's mold on the bread. Toss out the sammich.
Peel my orange, half is rotten. The other half is dry.
Crunch into my apple; it turns out not to be a Granny Smith but instead is green because it isn't ripe.
At least I made a huge batch of chocolate chip cookies on the weekend, which the milliner hasn't eaten all of... yet.
posted by Michel @ 12:53 PM
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