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So I decided to enjoy a guilty pleasure tonight - a big bowl of pasta, butter, and grated cheese (parmesan). Everything a growing belly needs.
So there I am at the dinner table, plate in front of me, cheese container to the side, flanked by my wife and daughter. Great way to end the week.
And then... it happens.
About halfway through the bowl of pasta, my taste buds wake up and signal that we have a problem. Hey dude - I know you're eating pasta, but this tastes like you shoved a giant wheel of super saiyan moldy blue cheese down your throat.
Surely you jest, silly taste buds.
And that is when my eyes move from puzzingly looking at the bowl of pasta to the transparent container of cheese sitting on the table. Hmm, that's funny. I wonder what that inch-wide black spot is? Or that green stuff on the other side?
O fuck me! GAG!
The rest of the story is accurately summed up by Ace Ventura's reaction when he discovers the captain is a dude - spoiler by the way.
PURE TERROR. Pretty sure I have only hours left to live. It was nice knowing you all.
So there I am at the dinner table, plate in front of me, cheese container to the side, flanked by my wife and daughter. Great way to end the week.
And then... it happens.
About halfway through the bowl of pasta, my taste buds wake up and signal that we have a problem. Hey dude - I know you're eating pasta, but this tastes like you shoved a giant wheel of super saiyan moldy blue cheese down your throat.
Surely you jest, silly taste buds.
And that is when my eyes move from puzzingly looking at the bowl of pasta to the transparent container of cheese sitting on the table. Hmm, that's funny. I wonder what that inch-wide black spot is? Or that green stuff on the other side?
O fuck me! GAG!
The rest of the story is accurately summed up by Ace Ventura's reaction when he discovers the captain is a dude - spoiler by the way.
PURE TERROR. Pretty sure I have only hours left to live. It was nice knowing you all.