Normally on any given day somebody else cooks I’m like “hooray!…yay! I don’t have to worry…” I usually love it when any of my roommates cook. Well, I’m making it a rule that under no circumstances should I ever eat anything Jen makes this only occurring to me after gagging on a few pieces of what I thought were chicken and really weren’t and still as of right now I have no idea what they were. I don’t care to know after two times of this happening I put the bowl down and deemed her food inedible or maybe I just get grossed out way too easily. Anybody else get super grossed out when you chew on pieces of what you think were chicken but in reality it was the fat from the chicken…or the skin?
Filed under: jen, weird | Tags: canned tuna, mammoth jen, refridgerator, rob, sesame street song
I get home from a long day at my second job. I come home in search of something to quench my thirst. I walk into the kitchen and as I open the fridge I find something that even sesame street would say…
…”One of these things is not like the others,
One of these things just doesn’t belong,
Can you tell which thing is not like the others
By the time I finish my song?”…
Of course, I have to call all three of my roommates over to say, “okay…now I’m not drunk or delirious what just doesn’t belong in here?” Of course, Rob is dumb-founded at the ridiculous-ness in the fridge. He knows, he sees. All of a sudden out of the corner of my sight I hear fits of giggles coming from my mammoth roommate Jen. Ah, ha! We have a winner. And for the people at home wondering…There was tuna in the fridge, now I don’t mean tuna that is just sitting in the fridge already made. I mean there is a can of tuna in the refrigerator. Not one, but two cans!!! Last I checked canned food goes into cupboards. Does anyone put cans of tuna in their fridge? because according to Jen everybody does it, and of course I had to say “Oh, really?” and ask the question here…
