(Conversation from this morning)
Jeffro: "Uh-oh . . . Today's the ninth, right?"
Me: "No, the tenth."
Jeffro: "Shiz. My milk says 'best by October eighth'. Think it's still ok?"
Me: "I dunno, taste it and see."
Jeffro: *Pours milk over cereal and takes a bite, contemplating whether or not it's ok*
Me: "So, how is it?"
Jeffro: *Takes another bite and chews slowly* "I... Can't tell. It doesn't taste sick, just sort of . . . Weird. Try it and tell me!"
Me: "Uh . . . No thanks."
Jeffro: *Takes another bite, still trying to decide if the milk is bad*
Me: "Dude, just taste it plain."
Jeffro: *Gets up and lifts the milk jug to her face.* "Oho it smells ishy!"
Me: "Well just taste it! Sometimes milk smells weird but tastes fine."
Jeffro: *Smelling* "Dude, I don't know. Please just smell this for me."
Me: *Sighing* "Fine dude." *Smelling* "Dude. This smells like vegetables."
Jeffro: *Takes a swig* "Oh my gosh the vegetables flavored my milk!"
Me: "Dude, is your milk made of vegetables?"
Jeffro: "Oh my gosh I just drank vegamilk! Who knew?"
Fortunately, after this conversation Jeffro dumped her milk down the drain, ending the life of the vegamilk.
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