The Science Project
I started a science project a few weeks ago. I started with a mixture that was, in the beginning edible. I even had my family, and my extras sample the mixture. It was received rave reviews. There was still some left, so I put it into a smaller container to preserve for another day. I continued with my experiments day after day. Each time, my family (and extras) willingly tried and raved about every concoction I brewed up. There was always some left. My experiments began to grow and grow. Soon they were taking over. Something had to be done before they came to life and threatened the very lives of those in my care.
So today, I took one for the team. After all, I am the one who started the experiments in the first place. I bravely retrieved all 9 of the now mysterious containers. One by one I pulled them out of the thermally insulated compartment in which I had them stored. One in particular was especially deadly looking. I wasn't sure what it was when that experiment had started. I was able to identify all of the experiments except for that one. I let the scary one sit to the end. I was afraid of it. It appeared solid but the top layer had a watery substance. It was alive. I was sure of it. It was watching me dispose of his evil minions, but I was faster and smarter. I grabbed the container and bravely turned it over where he would meet his doom.
Yes, I cleaned out my fridge. I didn't CLEAN it though. I wasn't that ambitious. I needed containers. The mystery container? Oh, yeah...that was gravy....I think. What motivates you to clean out your fridge?
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