unbearable 08/22/08
In my kitchen there is a smell. A smell unlike any other that man has ever known.
After a thorough investigation into the trash, and the refrigerator I have identified several possible sources: a 2 week old raw chicken, an now all brown bowl of salad, and a tupperware of rice pilaf that has subleased several square inches of real estate to an unidentified life form-age unknown due to the absence of carbon dating equipment.
About to commence phase 2: neutralize with extreme prejudice. Tools at the ready include a blow torch, a bag of lye, and a lead pipe.
If I don’t make it out alive, tell LG I love her.
