You can't stop the mold from growing...
"It's livin in the fridge!"
So I may have discovered what might have caused my illness.
But first let's backtrack....
We go to Sam's Club on a regular basis. Say somewhere around once a month or so. Buying bulk is a good thing. 24-32 Gatorade/Propels for 12 dollars? HOW CAN I SAY NO?!
So It's the Thursday before Easter (the 13th of April)... I turn in my Accounting Lab, and then go get my car so we can go to Sam's Club before I go home for Easter.
So while we were walking around looking for anything else besides the usual drinks, we walk past the bakery and there are a giant bag of like 50 breadsticks sitting there for like $3.49. Again... HOW CAN I SAY NO?!
So I purchase them and eat them on and off as do other people who arbitrarily come in and mooch my deliciously cheap breadsticks (which has another good story for another time). After like a week and a half only about 10 or 20 of the 50 were eaten, and I became extremely hungry one night after everything was closed... so I ate like 10 or 15 of them by myself.
At this juncture, there are about 10 or 15 left... and they've been sitting on my shelf under my Microeconomics book ever since. Well tonight we (Alex and Morgan ) ordered PJ's (heart attack on a bun), and as usual they take forever. So Alex walked in is like I'm taking a breadstick, I'm hungry.
"Go ahead, they're on the shelf."
"Farva, do your breadsticks have mold on them?"
"I dunno, I haven't looked at them in a week or two"
"Well there's green stuff on them."
"Ya, there's like parsley-type flakes on them."
"Uhh... Farva, I don't mean flakes..."
So then he pulls them out and we *GASP* look at them:
Here's a link to a closeup.
However, that's not the only thing on the shelf.
When I was home for the Easter weekend, my Grandma who loves me so much decided that I don't have enough food down here and that she should give me some. So with it being Easter weekend, she had a spare lazarus, so she gave it to me to bring back down to Columbus with me. Well, I put it on the shelf with the breadsticks and kinda forgot about it until right now...
Here's a link to a closeup.
OMG THE LAZARUS IS BEING DECIMATED FROM THE MIDDLE OUT WITH A VERY PERFECT BLUE CIRCLE.
"Tell me, do you think it should be carbonated, fumigated, or buried at sea?"
So I may have discovered what might have caused my illness.
But first let's backtrack....
We go to Sam's Club on a regular basis. Say somewhere around once a month or so. Buying bulk is a good thing. 24-32 Gatorade/Propels for 12 dollars? HOW CAN I SAY NO?!
So It's the Thursday before Easter (the 13th of April)... I turn in my Accounting Lab, and then go get my car so we can go to Sam's Club before I go home for Easter.
So while we were walking around looking for anything else besides the usual drinks, we walk past the bakery and there are a giant bag of like 50 breadsticks sitting there for like $3.49. Again... HOW CAN I SAY NO?!
So I purchase them and eat them on and off as do other people who arbitrarily come in and mooch my deliciously cheap breadsticks (which has another good story for another time). After like a week and a half only about 10 or 20 of the 50 were eaten, and I became extremely hungry one night after everything was closed... so I ate like 10 or 15 of them by myself.
At this juncture, there are about 10 or 15 left... and they've been sitting on my shelf under my Microeconomics book ever since. Well tonight we (Alex and Morgan ) ordered PJ's (heart attack on a bun), and as usual they take forever. So Alex walked in is like I'm taking a breadstick, I'm hungry.
"Go ahead, they're on the shelf."
"Farva, do your breadsticks have mold on them?"
"I dunno, I haven't looked at them in a week or two"
"Well there's green stuff on them."
"Ya, there's like parsley-type flakes on them."
"Uhh... Farva, I don't mean flakes..."
So then he pulls them out and we *GASP* look at them:
Here's a link to a closeup.
However, that's not the only thing on the shelf.
When I was home for the Easter weekend, my Grandma who loves me so much decided that I don't have enough food down here and that she should give me some. So with it being Easter weekend, she had a spare lazarus, so she gave it to me to bring back down to Columbus with me. Well, I put it on the shelf with the breadsticks and kinda forgot about it until right now...
Here's a link to a closeup.
OMG THE LAZARUS IS BEING DECIMATED FROM THE MIDDLE OUT WITH A VERY PERFECT BLUE CIRCLE.
"Tell me, do you think it should be carbonated, fumigated, or buried at sea?"
7 Comments:
At 12:05 AM, Anonymous said…
hmm..i have always been afraid of killer mold. I guess you didnt really have a run in with killer mold. but that mold could have killed you. And if it did, thank god it didnt, its not like your family could sue it. Lets just be happy that we dont have to worry about that.
[rahkeem]
At 12:09 AM, Paul C. Forsgren said…
mold = bleeeh
At 4:22 PM, C.W. Spring said…
thats the most disgusting thing i've seen today. thanks, now im going to unnecessarily throw out loaf of bread.
At 4:22 PM, C.W. Spring said…
thats the most disgusting thing i've seen today. thanks, now im going to unnecessarily throw out loaf of bread.
At 7:49 PM, Luann said…
.Bury it~~~
The LAZARUS were very tastey this year. Next year, you will not want to eat one, so Pop will not get one for you.
At 8:52 AM, Anonymous said…
Very best site. Keep working. Will return in the near future.
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At 7:21 PM, John Cutlip said…
way to be disgusting, most eligible bachelor in columbus......
see? thats why u need a dog... or a doyle..
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