So after working out in the garage most of the afternoon, I come in to make a yummy turkey sandwich. Grab the bread, turkey and some honey mustard and go to fucking town stacking up a SILF. So halfway through my well0deserved SILF, I decide I want a beer. While in the kitchen, I happen to glance at the container the turkey was in..and is now sitting on the counter by the garbage can.....and it said..... JULY 17 2009.
Fuck. I am soooooo going to fucking die. I ate that shit...albeit only half a sandsich...but I put enough meat on that bitch to make 524 sandwiches for starving African children...so it was really like I and one sandwiches worth of turkey in that "half" I had already eaten.
I mean, as I was making that hoe I was eating some of the turkey and it smelled/tasted pretty normal.....
So i've taken up drinking a couple more beers and a couple of glasses of Firefly in hopes I kill and toxic bacteria that was previously consumed.
FML.






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