The only things we can't eat from the air, land, and sea
are planes, cars, and boats.
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So I bought a slice of cake from a Chinese bakery, ate half of it, and put the rest in the fridge.
Two weeks later, I spot the cake all the way in the back of my fridge and I thought, "Oh, cake! I'll have that for breakfast." :D :D :D
When I set it down on the table, there was a waterlogged smell emanating from the box. I thought it was because of the fridge but when I opened the lid, the smell got stronger.
I shrugged, "Whatever," and dug in.
Then I promptly spat it back out.
My cake tasted like cheese. The whipped cream and the icing had fucking fermented! I swear the cake looked fine:
But it didn't taste like cake and I was bitterly disappointed. >:( >:( >:(
I had potato chips for breakfast that day. I think it was on a Sunday too. Oh God, why? Why you no give me good breakfast?!
Anyway, the moral of the story is: Don't eat two-week-old cake, especially if it was made with fresh cream or else it turns into cheese.
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