Ravings of a Textual Deviant

I cleaned out all the ancient and not-so-venerable leftovers from my fridge today, and not a moment too soon, as I think that what used to be some tabbouleh was on the verge of developing independent locomotion. Something else–of entirely unknown origin–was about ready to start chipping tools out of fossilized bread. I won’t even go into the, er, aquatic life. I may well be responsible for the destruction of thousands of microscopic civilizations.

Which brings me to this question…

Why is that when someone is cleaning out the fridge, and stumbles across something really stinky and disgusting, the first thing most people do is say to the nearest unsuspecting person “Smell this–it’s awful!” And why, more often than not, does the unsuspecting person actually take the container and sniff the contents, to confirm that they are indeed awful?

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