And They were Living in My fridge
I put it off as long as possible.
Why do we put leftovers in there? We know their ultimate destination is the garbage can. Is it guilt? Waste not, want not?
Full to the maximum capacity and nothing for dinner. I'd like to see a show of hands for all who have experienced this phenomenon.
How about, looked once, looked twice, and still went back a third time to see if anything has appeared in there since the last time you looked.
Deed is done. I cleaned it. I thought I spotted Elvis's blue suede shoes in the cream cheese. Does that count as a sighting?